Sliding her hands through Robb's hair, Del traced her hands down his neck before spreading her fingers out against his back. Pressing her fingertips against his spine, Del slid her hands down his back and up again. Sighing a little at the contact, Del mmm'd against his neck before listening to him.

"Brother will let me in eventually but for now he must be in a mood with me because I'm not sleepy. I'm not tired at all," Del said, she felt the exact opposite. Like every part of her was entirely aware of Robb and the warmth of his body and how her hands felt on his skin, on his body, on him. "What do you do when you cannot sleep?"