"I'm sorry it took so long to get here," he replies, smushing his pillow so that he can be propped up enough to see Cougar in the dim near-dark. Not that he really had control over when or how he got here, but in the end, he did. That's what's important. He didn't leave Cougar behind.

He sighs quietly, shifting until he can press his forearm against Cougar's shoulder, skin to skin. "I know," he breathes, gentle and quiet.