Rache woke to Darry nibbling at the tip of her nose, and her sweet little darling was adorable as ever. His big eyes were staring directly at hers with an adorable, curious expression.
"Meeeeeeeh..." Her darling little baby called at her softly, giving a gentle lick to the tip of her nose. She gave him a little kiss on the nose back.
"Sweetie. My sweetheart..."
The little kid baa'ed and gave another lick, his tongue dragging from her chin up over the tip of her nose.
It was not the most pleasant of feelings to wake up to, but the intent behind it was absolutely charming.
She was. Annoyingly. Even more tired than before she fell asleep.
"Did you eat yet....?" She murmured at the baby goat, who nuzzled closer.
Darrach let out a pitiful, slightly plaintive sound, as if he'd somehow been betrayed. "...Mehe."
"Don't imagine I would starve your goat." Came the unimpressed voice of Donncahd off near his desk.
