While she didn't say anything in response, her actions said much to Kiernan as he watched her intently. He found relief in these small actions, which he had desperately searched for after he made the move to rest his hand on her shoulder. It hadn't been a bold move for him, but it had been enough to make him very conscious of her reaction. How else was he to know if it were truly alright to do? Fingers gently curling against the soft skin of her shoulder, he let himself relax a little as he saw the smile remain on her face. Thankful that she didn't seem to mind it, he returned the smile with one of his own and let out a small breath he hadn't known he'd been holding. The warmth of her skin and the smile on her face both worked to make his heart flutter, prompting his gaze to remain on locked her form for the time being.

As the feel of warmth brushed over his fingers, he looked down in surprise to see her hand moved to rest over his. It had been a while since he'd last sat so close to someone, exchanged any sort of physical affection whatsoever, and it showed. A light blush colored his cheeks as he looked over their hands for a few quiet moments, smile gone for the moment as he became thoughtful. There was so much and so little to say. Dare he even say anything? He opened his mouth to do so when she suddenly turned her head to yawn, leading him to simply close his mouth and grin at her warmly in response. She was tired, he was tired; it was clearly time for some sleep. What else surprised him was the soft yellow glow the markings of her skin then gave off, as if in reaction to the yawn. Eyebrows gathering in confusion, he looked up at her to see that she was unphased before dismissing them. They were incredibly strange markings to him-- very pretty, but still unreal to his grasp on the world.

As she moved to look over at the bed, then eventually got up, he didn't need the spare seconds to make the decision to do the same. As she crawled into her bed, he stood and stretched himself out, bending his back and pulling up his arms briefly before letting himself back into a normal standing position and sending his gaze her way. Seeing her turning to face him as she lay down, he smiled her way and paused only long enough to see her eyes close as he dimmed the lighting in their room. His 'goodnight' to her was unspoken, but it meant just as much to him as if he had summoned the words to say it before she drifted off. Instead, lying in his own bed and staring up at the ceiling thoughtfully, only then did it come to him.

Goodnight, Numira. Tomorrow new dangers awaited them, and he had someone to face them for.