[He says, yawning just a little - turns out playing with his hair continues to pacify him, putting him into a near doze-like state. Just awake enough to listen and notice disruption to the story, should it happen, but fading enough that his movements are minimal and his breathing is deepening. Murmured:]
Well. The princess thought quickly and offered then to trade her harp for her husband. The sea-maiden agreed, but when they went to trade the princess strangled the sea-maiden with the strings of her harp, killing her quite dead.
And so the couple lived happily ever after.
[He yawns and just sort of keeps petting Kieran, drifting between asleep and awake.]
[There's a pause in which someone might conceivably think that he'd fallen asleep, but then - his head just tilts, brows furrowed together as he's digesting that last bit. It's a good thing that he is about to fall asleep, so the last words he has are a mixture of:]
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[He says, yawning just a little - turns out playing with his hair continues to pacify him, putting him into a near doze-like state. Just awake enough to listen and notice disruption to the story, should it happen, but fading enough that his movements are minimal and his breathing is deepening. Murmured:]
... What next?
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And so the couple lived happily ever after.
[He yawns and just sort of keeps petting Kieran, drifting between asleep and awake.]
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What a bad bitch. That's hot.
[Okay, keep doing the hair thing. "I like that".]
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[The last conscious thing Harry does is shift enough to kiss Kieran's forehead.]