"You'll give a flattering eulogy though, right?" Luna asked, shifting off him as he moved her, a light joke to breeze past any admitting of her own weakness. But bed, bed did sound so good. Even if 'tuck you into bed with me' was probably a euphemism, it would still be fucking in a nice soft bed. Almost as good as sleeping. Luna stifled a yawn, irresistible with all this talk of sleep.