[ Waver huffs, his face and neck starting to heat up even more. He doesn't, however, push Berserker away or make any real protest. He doesn't even deny it.
Waver reaches out to tug the blankets closer again, wrapping himself up in Diarmuid's lap to cover any draft making it up his shirt where Berserker's hands are. ]
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[ Waver huffs, his face and neck starting to heat up even more. He doesn't, however, push Berserker away or make any real protest. He doesn't even deny it.
Waver reaches out to tug the blankets closer again, wrapping himself up in Diarmuid's lap to cover any draft making it up his shirt where Berserker's hands are. ]