Idina looks down and sighs, calmer after her outbursts. She prefers being angry to tears, but hates that people around her are more often hurt when she gets angry. James doesn't seem hurt though, just confused and concerned for her. The emotions of the day have exhausted Idina, though she knows sleep won't be pleasant. "It's all gone."
James blinks, Idina's sweet voice drawing him from his thoughts. He chuckles at the sight of her, staring into her empty coffee cup like a confused child. The huge blanket cocooning her only increases the child-likeness. "Honey it's too late for more caffeine. I have decaf is you want." Idina wrinkles her nose and James laughs. "I know. What's the point if there's no caffeine. We could watch a movie. Would that be an acceptable compromise?" James holds back a grin, slick sass and sarcasm dripping from his words. He knows how much Idina loves movies.
She thinks, looking down at her empty coffee mug, then back up at James. "What kind of movie?" Idina doesn't really care what the answer is, any kind of movie lengthening the time before she has to go home or to sleep sounds wonderful.
James tries his hardest to hold back his smile, but a small one breaks through anyways. "Roman Holiday." He only watched it at first to try and figure out more about Idina, but then decided he actually kind of liked it. Not that he would admit it to any of his guy friends though.
Idina's face breaks into a wide grin, a delightful giggle following close behind. He remembered. Lunch of one of the early rehersals, the entire cast had shared their favorite movies. She stands. "Yes. Do you want help with anything?" Warmed and calmed by the coffee and James' sincerity, Idina relaxes.
"Nah, thanks though. The VCR player is still set up from Star Wars. You can join me on the couch if you'd like a better viewing angle though." Speaking from experience, James knows that watching an enitre movie from the seat Idina hod occupied moments earlier will leave you with an aching crick in your neck. Idina nods, gathering the lengths of the blanket and shuffling over to the couch as James goes to fetch the movie. She watches as he inserts the videotape into the player in a well-practiced manner and smiles. Most people these days have nearly forgotten how to use "old" technology like cassette tapes and VCRs. He fast forwards through the previews and presses play at the title screen. The narration begins and James joins Idina on the couch. She swings her legs up beside her and resituates her cocoon of blanket before leaning her head on James 'shoulder. After a few moments of squirming and shifting Idina is nearly comfortable and James' notices how perfectly her head seems to fit onto his shoulder. He removes his arm from between them and draws her closer. She closes her eyes and smiles. Perfect. She could stay here forever. Cocooned in James' arm, safe from the world around her, safe from herself. She opens her eyes again and loses herself in the movie.
James barely pays attention to Anne and Joe's journey, finding Idina's responses to the movie much more interesting. For the first time in a while he sees her brow unfurl from its usual state of weary exhaustion. He loves seeing the slight but real smiles that grace her beautiful features at the funny parts, which to his delight happen often in the film. As the tale continues on Idina's blinks become slower and more frequent. They close again and she falls limp against him. He smiles and hopes her sleep is peaceful this time.