Hopefully we will not have to go that far. [ his voice is soft and his eyes are closed as he leans into the comforting touch, knees drawn up almost to his chest. he knows that graves would do anything for him and credence loves him for it. loves him too much, likely, but there's little to be done for that.

still, he manages a faint smile. ] You will have all my free time, Percival Graves. Every moment of it.

[ he tips his head again and in the process his lips just barely graze graves' jaw - whether it's on purpose or not is unclear, but the gesture is there and he makes no move to take it back. ] It must be uncomfortable to sit up all night.