*now that's a strange, and completely welcome feeling. He's never been able to connect with plant-life before. The presence wasn't quite gone, but he was no longer paying attention to it. This was more peace than he was ever used to feeling, and he quite forgot that essentially there was a woman in his lap.

Making a soft, grateful sound in his throat, Charles slumps in the chair, relaxed. all at once the month's full exhaustion rests on his shoulder, enough that not even gallons of caffeine could keep him from napping for at least a couple hours*