Alina takes the parchments, military and spy reports that she read carefully before placing them on his desk, and then she pushes the covers down, covering him. She debates briefly what to do, but in the end Alina strips down to her undergarments before slipping into bed next to him, his soft breath, his warmth, lulling her into sleep, his bears tickling her neck as he presses close to her, reaching for her in his sleep as if he knew she was finally there.