I am glad. I hoped they would help.

*He holds them close, sleepily. This is really nice... He kitty-smiles, full of warmth.*

's this comfortable?

*Ingo makes a little mumbly sound, almost like a purr, and does his best to nuzzle them as he wakes up.*

Did the water and dried meats help at all?

'm happy t'see you.

*His voice is soft, mumbled, but clearly affectionate all the same.*

You ok? No' as hurtin' as when I fell as'eep?

M'gan...?

*His voice is a sleepy mumble, and he yawns slightly after he speaks.*

S'at you?

*He sleeps quite deeply, and it takes a few hours for him to wake up. When he does start to wake, he attempts to snuggle closer to them, clearly automatically.*

Mnnnn...

*Ingo clings to them a little once they're within reach. He quiets down as well, seemingly content in his own sleepy way. He looks a little more relaxed now that they're nearby too.*

*At one point, Ingo reaches for them in his sleep, as if trying to make sure they're ok despite being unconscious. He makes a slight mumbling sound as well... Perhaps he's calling for them in his dreams?*

Mhm...

*He yawns again, before his eyes fully close and he falls asleep. He's fully unconscious very quickly, he must have been absolutely exhausted.*

*Ingo whines slightly, but eventually shuffles into the sleeping bag. He's very obviously about to fall asleep, yet he still reaches out a little to them.*

You 'ill be ok whi' I 'eep?

*Ingo makes what can only be described as a sleepy yet disgruntled noise. He's visibly drooping at this point, unable to fully sit up. Yeah, if he tries to head home he's passing out halfway there.*

That just makes me want to help you more.

*He hums softly, before yawning again. Despite how tired he is there's an eagerness to help that can't be hidden.*

If I sleep, you might have to get up and do stuff while you are still dealing with your hangover...

*He rubs his eyes again, sleepily. At this point, he'll probably pass out the moment he lies down.*

I know. It is kind of annoying. But I can keep going!

*He isn't backing down, which is both foolish and a very him thing to do.*

You are hungover, I can help you feel less bad, so I want to! Even if... Even if I am tired.

I promised to watch over you while you slept. I can -

*Another yawn.*

- I can stay awake a little longer.

You are very welcome.

*He makes sure both the water and dried meats are within arm's reach for them. He also looks close to passing out himself.*

*Assuming their head is hurting too much to hear him, Ingo kneels carefully nearby and sets down the waterbottles. He pulls the container he keeps the dried meats in as well, taking out a portion before putting the rest back.*

I have water and food for you.

*Ingo comes back a few minutes later, full water bottle in hand. And a second one in his other hand.*

I got two water bottles just in case you needed them!

*He looks even more exhausted now, but he's clearly happy he can help. He likes helping! Especially when the people he cares about need it!*

*Carefully, he lets go of them and gets to his feet.*

I will be back as soon as I can!

*He gives them a little wave, before heading out of the cave to get them some water.*

Alright. I will need to get up first, so we will need to let go of each other, sadly. We can cuddle more when I come back with the water, if you like?

*He loosens his grip on them a little, so it's easy for them to slip out of it.*

A hangover is still painful, and -

*He yawns again, moving a hand to rub his face.*

- and I think moving around with a sore head hurts sometimes. I am just tired, so I will not - will not get hurt by getting you water and stuff.

I am still awake enough to help.

*He doesn't quite look it, but he's clearly willing to try.*

I want to make things easier for you if I can.

That is good. I can -

*He yawns again.*

- get up and grab you some water if you like? I have heard hangovers are awful. I have dried meats as well if you are hungry.

*Ingo's still awake, but just barely. He did say he would watch over them while they slept.*

Ah, hello Morgan. Did you sleep well?

*He yawns, a sleepy kitty-smile on his face*

Goodnight. Sleep well, I will be here for you.

*He continues his humming after speaking, still petting their head. They seem so soft and sweet like this... He's happy he could help them.*

Sleepy time for you.

*Ingo begins to hum the same melody as before. As he continues to gently pet their head, he holds them a little closer. His eyelids droop a little, and he feels content.*

*Ingo continues to pet them gently, a kitty-smile on his face.*

Would you like me to hum to you again as well?

Of course I can. I would be happy to.

*Gently, Ingo reaches over and begins to pet Morgan's head. His touch is soft and clearly affectionate, running his fingers through their hair a little.*

I forgive you. I will keep watch while you sleep, if you like.

*Sleeping will probably be good for them, he thinks. They seem like they need the rest. Though he often finds himself believing they need more rest, admittedly.*

Is this comfortable?

*He wants to double check, just in case.*