06-24-2008, 07:08 PM
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Pilot titled his head to the side, looking over at his son who was snuggled in one of the furs. He remained there, listening to the young voice as Sirius expressed his worries about his toys. Pilot turned his gaze back up to the ceiling, arms bent at the elbows to cradle his head. "Don’t worry about that Sirius. We can always go back and get them." The added phrase from his son made Pilot nod in agreement. It was very true that it was a long trip.
He rolled onto his side, propping his head up with the palm of one hand, while his other arm fell gently over his side. "I can always go and get them for you sometime. I have a bag I can put them in to make sure I don’t leave any behind." He smiled at Sirius reassuringly, before turning to lie once more on his back. He tried to suppress a yawn, but failed. "Let’s take a little nap," he said, closing his eyes.