Yuffie wasn’t moving, in fact the more Johnny and Reno cuddled together the warmer she felt because she was squished between them. It was weird but she honestly didn’t care. It was one of the few times she had slept without nightmares of horrible torture and she was going to enjoy every last minute of it. She began to mumble, not because she was asleep but just saying things as they came to mind. Her words didn’t make any sense but that wasn’t really the point.

After a few more minutes the sun peeked into their tent, streaming through the small opening at its front. It felt like the light was directed perfectly into Yuffie’s eyes making her grumble; this time sounding annoyed. She pushed her head into Reno’s chest trying to hide from the sunlight.

“Stupid sun… stupid cold…” She wasn’t talking to anyone in particular.