[he curls up a little against her, embracing her once his hand is free. His other is folded up against his front, and useless for touching since he can't reach her cheek from there. Instead, he just enjoys the nuzzling, feeling her body heat through his carapace and the gentle movement with their breathing.]
[for a few moments, there are only the sounds of their breath and the house around them, but then there come some soft thumps and rustlings from across the hall. WV murmurs into the fabric of her pajamas:]