. To have his hunger rise and be fed as one gets hungry for dinner, rather than as one starved for weeks.
To drowse, thinking only of facing the morrow together, and the next, and the next.
I love what you're doing with time in this bit, the conscious slowing-down. I love how comfortable it is. I really love the image of galvin laid out all pale against the black fur, with that golden torq.
How did I miss this? I am a very well pleased requester.