Galo follows him down into the gently sloping bowl that is their nest. He shivers faintly as his bare feet make contact with the soft blankets and furs. He settles at the center and urges Lio to come down with him. Sleep is tugging at him.

"Yeah, let's. Yeah." There's so much he wants to say. It's visible on his face as he slowly lays back. "...glad you're staying and okay with all of this. I dunno how I'd have handled it without you."