[Well, on one hand, he's sort of got the right idea. Stop reacting and eventually Heather's gonna get bored and give up. ... But on the other hand, he may have vastly underestimated the amount of time it will take for that to happen.]
[Heather does sit up, staring at the back of his head and trying to gauge if his sudden silence and stillness actually means something serious or if he's just trying to weasel his way out of the confrontation.]
... What's that, Henry?
You wanted me to sleep artsily?
Okay.
[Hope you don't mind her flopping down across your back and making herself comfortable, Henry.]
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[Heather does sit up, staring at the back of his head and trying to gauge if his sudden silence and stillness actually means something serious or if he's just trying to weasel his way out of the confrontation.]
... What's that, Henry?
You wanted me to sleep artsily?
Okay.
[Hope you don't mind her flopping down across your back and making herself comfortable, Henry.]