Later, when the group made it back to the Serpiente palace, Zane gently shook Kyra awake. He assumed that she would have mumbled something and tried to go back to sleep if she'd ben any race besides avian.
"We're at the palace." He said quietly.
"Oh." She replied, sitting up. Zane was suddenly stricken with a sense of loss as her worm heat moved away.
Pushing the feeling aside, he climbed down gracefully off of the horse. "Do you want me to help you?"
She nodded, letting the cobra pick her up off the horse and keep her in his arms. That alone let him know exactly how out of it she was. He chuckled a bit as he started towards his private chambers in the inner palace, intending to take her to a branch room that would be hers and hers alone.
"Zane," Kyra's voice drifted up to him, "can I stay with you tonight? New places make me nervous."
He was in shock; he knew precisely how much it meant for an avian to request something like that. "Of course," he replied without hesitation. Zane would never turn down such an innocent request. Besides, it meant that he would not have to sleep alone.
Kyra immediately burrowed into the luxurious bed, sighing her content without even bothering to change clothes. Chuckling to himself, Zane removed his dress shirt, shoes, and socks before slithering into the bed as well. Zane made sure to leave plenty of space between them, but Kyra scooted closer almost instantly. Her natural warmth seemed to soak into him, making the cobra feel sleepy. Right before he nodded off, the Arami remembered to take Kyra's circlet off his belt loop where he'd put it before picking her up, but it didn't quite make it to the floor, instead only reaching the pillow beside her before he nodded off.