Riku talked quieter as Sora got more comfortable and his eyes closed. There was something prideful about being able to make the Prince fall asleep. It might not seem like a big deal to those who didn't know him before, but with Sora's bad dreams and poor sleeping habits, Riku was always proud to be able to say that he could guard Sora's dreams pretty well.
Not tired himself, Riku just made up another cup of tea and sipped at it while Sora slept, occasionally running his hand over his lover's hair or shoulder.
Lunch had been... alright, really. Riku had expected it to go a lot worse. He'd done a lot of talking, but it had almost been fun, meeting other young men his age. Now he was looking forward to this evening get-together, and the meeting that Sora would be having with his Father the King afterward.