[ He sighs, turning onto his back as heavily as he can manage without either waking Sypha (avoiding this is easy enough, as long as there's someone near to her she can sleep like a log) or managing to roll out of the bed (a significantly greater threat). ]
I don't see why I can't have my cloak in bed. I like my cloak.
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I don't see why I can't have my cloak in bed. I like my cloak.
[ That is so very obviously not the problem. ]