"Yes, of course. Come here." Patting the bedcovers next to her and setting her teacup down. It's much easier to hold and be held when there are not the arms of a chair in the way, after all.

Once Sidony is situated Adrasteia loops her arm through Sidony's, briefly, before unwinding it and wrapping it around her midsection instead. She leans her forehead against Sidony's shoulder, and sighs.