This was Whistler, if his being touchy bothered her tired or not, she would have put an end to it. When she snuggled in he got closer, only moving his arm to pull the covers around them. "Missed you, sweetheart." While she thought he was off sluting around some tropical island he had been alone, thinking about moments like this. Learned to surf too. But for the first time in a long time he hadn't filled his time with nameless women. King had spent the time alone, thinking about what it was he really wanted. "Night,Ab."