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[onlyeverdoubted]

I'm just going to assume this is Hux, what do you need?

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[worstweasley]

"Cats splay themselves out to show both dominance of space and that they're comfortable." He explains, happy to lapse into tutor mode.

"Dio likely wants to claim ownership of your bunk."

[onlyeverdoubted]

He loves tutor mode. "Well, done and done, it's not like I... Have historically used it much." He rarely actually made it all the way to the air mattress.

[worstweasley]

"He doesn't need that big a bunk." Says Hux, ever the practical one. "If you don't use it he feels he can walk all over you."

[onlyeverdoubted]

"And he obviously can," is Bodhi's answer, calm and practical from a slightly different direction.

[worstweasley]

"You are the owner, not him. He thinks he's your XO."

[onlyeverdoubted]

"I agree that that's the theory. Just, in practice, he's right."

[worstweasley]

"Well, is that beneficial to you both or are you wanting to change something about his behavior?"

[onlyeverdoubted]

"I mainly think it's funny, but, well, I won't be the only one he's aggressively sleeping on?" Despite Hux's confidence he's a little shy of the subject. Like if he says it outright he'll have misunderstood. Irrational enough that he catches himself at it.

[worstweasley]

He blinks, recognizing it for the invitation to talk about that that it is.

"Define 'aggressive sleeping'." He asks.

[onlyeverdoubted]

"I find him on my face when I wake up all the time." Might be plotting to smother him. Probably not. Too much trouble.

[worstweasley]

"Only that? He doesn't claw at you? Attack you while sleeping?"

[onlyeverdoubted]

"Some chewing, but no, I think you're right about him just establishing a hierarchy."

[worstweasley]

"Hmn." He turns in his chair to eye their two beds.

"Obviously he's going to still want to sleep on your face. You're his favorite and Huck has already claimed my body for warmth in the night."

[onlyeverdoubted]

"He does seem set in his ways. I just an't guarantee you won't be breathing cat fur some morning." Dio just doesn't strike him as a respecter of real estate.

[worstweasley]

"There are worse ways of waking." He permits. "Perhaps we should try it first and not borrow trouble."

[onlyeverdoubted]

"Right, let's hope harassing me is still his life's work." And now he's the one taking refuge in the cats as a subject.

[worstweasley]

He nods, absently going to smooth out the bedspread.

"Do you have nightmares? Sleep apnea? Any odd nighttime behavior I should be made aware of?"

[onlyeverdoubted]

"S-sometimes. Nightmares, I mean." When he actually sleeps rather than knock himself out with bourbon or wander the halls all night. "I don't think it's, well, um, obvious. I mean, a problem for you. But I guess I wouldn't know if I thrash around. It's like knowing if you snore. Which I don't. Well, I didn't a few years ago, anyway, I guess it could have changed?"

[worstweasley]

That perplexes him.

"I don't know if I do or not either. It's been years since I've had to share a cabin." He admits. "How embarrassing."

[onlyeverdoubted]

"Mildly annoying at worst," Bodhi says with the confidence of only having a private room on the barge since she seventeen.

[worstweasley]

"If you insist."

He turns back to the bed, and drops down onto it, back first.

"It's not intolerable, your mattress. Far better than that chair."

[onlyeverdoubted]

"I just, you know, asked for... I can't take credit when..." This isn't quite Bodhi's usual nervous stammer. He's not cutting himself off so much as loosing threads to float off into nothing, preoccupied. There's something about seeing Hux stretched out in their--in a bed they intend to share. It's short circuiting anything else he tries to think about.

[worstweasley]

He doesn't seem to notice just yet, shrugging off his coat and wriggling to get a feel for the mattress in his shoulders.

"It's serviceable. The Admiral continues to be invasive enough to the point of memorizing the preferred mattress in my room."

[onlyeverdoubted]

He knows better than to suggest out loud that the concept of cuteness and the personage of Armitage Hux have anything to do with each other. Just one more thought to tuck away in a little twist of a flustered smile. The end of his ponytail twists between his fingers as he tries to figure out what amount of looking is weird. "That's... handy. Little creepy, but... Um, can't argue with the results."

[worstweasley]

"Mmn." He shuts his eyes, letting out a slow breath, in order to get a better feel for the room around him.

After a second he coaxes Huck up onto the bed, petting her as she sits beside him.

"Luxuries like this are...I suppose both a perk and a shameful indulgence still."