No, he can't. None of them could, though part of her wishes it possible... and it's that part which grows louder and louder the longer they spend time together. They've spun a world and life together, here. One without so many of the duties and responsibilities of their lives back home.

And yet those duties and responsibilities seem doubled, in some ways.

"Better." She shifts to grant him some ease in slipping his arm beneath her.

It seems as if she could fall asleep once more like this, but moving and Ghost and being so near to him tugs her awake, until she's gazing ahead, bleary-eyed. Soon, she's twisting in his arms, hooking a leg over his hips, ignoring how her shirt rides indecently high (for there is no such thing around him). It's not as comfortable as him wrapped around her, but this new position allows her to lean closer to kiss him.