The movement is good, she can see his face better. Heavy with sleep his eyes are softer, though his mouth as generous and careful as the night before. The moment his eyes dip shut she wants to pull on him.

"Good morning to you." Waking rested, clean and in an embrace. They did not part ways in the night. No further tears shed. Yes, it is a good morning. Yennefer kisses back with a measured pressure, lips together and chaste. Those blue eyes stay shut and a laugh rumbling low in her voice. She reaches up to stroke the line of his jaw.

"I did. You must have too, I see you're not yet willing to give up." She reaches his ear and traces the lobe up to his hair. "..or perhaps that was not enough, mmm?" She expects an answer and rubs nose to nose as her finger nails gently scratch his scalp. "Do you need more sleep?"