[If he were able to sleep like people, he'd be well on his way now. Jon sort of wishes he could. But the Eye is always watching and he can't no matter how hard he tries.
Once the frost starts withdrawing, Jon moves his hand (still under the pile of blankets) over to Algric to take his hand. After a few minutes of watching, he'll close his eyes. Just to... pretend.]
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Once the frost starts withdrawing, Jon moves his hand (still under the pile of blankets) over to Algric to take his hand. After a few minutes of watching, he'll close his eyes. Just to... pretend.]