She slid an arm around Arabella's shoulders and scooted closer, pulling the younger girl against her. "White space is bleak. Cold. Places where people live should look like places people live, not emptiness." Daria nodded to add emphasis and stroked Arabella's hair.
Contact and body warmth were perhaps the two things Daria liked most about relationships of any kind. There were others in the list of what she liked most about being in romantic relationships, but it wasn't the time for those. Arabella was obviously tired. Daria pondered potential word choices for a moment before half asking, half stating, "You are not sleep...sleeping well?"