She shook her head, leaning into his arm, wrapping her arms around it in a hug, [color=#FFE58F]”Mmmmm, I don’t… need…”[/color] To undermine her point, she yawned, settling her cheek on his shoulder. She chose to ignore his pronouncements; she knew all too well the dangers. But she refused to focus on them. She’d spent too much of her life doing that. 

As she cuddled into him, her azure eyes fluttered between open and closed, and she occasionally wiggled just a tad closer to him. She was really enjoying this boat ride. And it had nothing to do with the boat.