Without thinking about it, Galo rubs his cheek against Lio’s then turns his head to see what he did. He blinks and extends his hand out. His own flames weave around the eggs and braid itself around Lio’s fire.

His hand falls back to his side as he presses most of his weight into Lio. “Kinda want to go to bed now or at least nap a bit. You seem a little tired too.”