[He recognizes the dismissal for what it is. For a moment he stands there, considering his options.
And then, as instructed, he turns and crawls back behind the curtain on the bed. He does not sleep for some time, but he makes a point to trouble her no further.
And even still, he does not really sleep. His eyes are closed -- but his mind never quite allows him the bliss of slumber. He gives up the act after a few hours.]
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And then, as instructed, he turns and crawls back behind the curtain on the bed. He does not sleep for some time, but he makes a point to trouble her no further.
And even still, he does not really sleep. His eyes are closed -- but his mind never quite allows him the bliss of slumber. He gives up the act after a few hours.]
Can you see the streets?