Flopping her arm out across the torso next to her, Garnet lazilly reached up with her other hand to brush away a few of the blonde bangs as she peered out from beneath them. The sight of blonde hair alarmed her momentarily - had Rufus done it again? - but Garnet felt herself relax when the blonde colour sharpened and the familiar spikes became well defined. Strife.
Everything came flooding back in that moment, and despite her pounding headache, Garnet found herself smiling softly. She was safe again, and Strife really did come to rescue her - as far fetched as that seemed.
Shifting herself up against Strife's side, the arm across his body slipped beneath the sheets and wrapped itself around his waist as she lay there quietly watching her man.