[ Sylvain politely doesn't point out that he's not all that inclined to move, even without so convenient an excuse. That feels like something he probably shouldn't admit to Claude right now anyway. So he just makes himself comfortable with a quiet huff, settling in against Claude when that arm wraps around his shoulders in a familiar gesture, his own sliding to drape around the other man's waist.
He makes an attempt to follow along for a bit, eyes skimming whatever this is that Claude had been so interested in. But his attention span was short at the best of times and that's even without adding his lack of sleep to the conundrum. Although he ends up being so comfortable here, relaxing into the warmth of Claude pressed against him, that it's not long before his eyes start to grow heavy and he forgets all about reading as he starts to doze off against Claude's shoulder. ]
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He makes an attempt to follow along for a bit, eyes skimming whatever this is that Claude had been so interested in. But his attention span was short at the best of times and that's even without adding his lack of sleep to the conundrum. Although he ends up being so comfortable here, relaxing into the warmth of Claude pressed against him, that it's not long before his eyes start to grow heavy and he forgets all about reading as he starts to doze off against Claude's shoulder. ]