Esmeralda nuzzles her head against the wind wielder's cheek, sluggishly wrapping the rest of her body further around his, tightening her grip ever so slightly to make things more comfortable for the both of them. A yawn slips out of her mouth. She blinks her eyes. Drowsiness had set upon her.
"Well now...we're both quite tired from that little scuffle, and I'm quite, mmh, stuffed, myself," she murmurs. Her head sinks into his collarbone, and she yawns again. "Would you care to join me for a night's rest? You may not have a pillow, but you do have me...~"