[nehan is quiet, one ear flicking and subsequently burying itself further into his pillow, as he mulls that over-- he would like a book, yes, but one often needs two hands to read a book while laying down. but he only has the one right now... and he needs the other to be free, just in case.
after thinking it over, he sighs again, then shakes his head.]
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after thinking it over, he sighs again, then shakes his head.]
I don't think I'll be able to read it, as I am.
... Unless you would read it to me.