As the feathered mutant started settling down, Evelyn tried to formulate a plan of escape. For the moment, that included waiting until Mariusz fell asleep, and then she would make an attempt to wriggle out of his hold once sleep had relaxed his muscles. As long as she could get away before someone walked in and saw it, it would be like none of this ever happened. But as he readjusted it certainly seemed like he was determined to keep her there. That could be problematic.

She flipped channels on the television absentmindedly, and the shows seemed boring at this time in the evening. Or maybe they were just boring to her... Cooking shows, painting channels, action movies with no logical physics involved.... She watched for a sign he was going to release her, feeling exhausted by the day and ready to crawl into bed for once, playbacks or no.

Mariusz yawned and stretched his legs, then he tightened his grip around Evelyn a little and latched his hands around his wrists. He yawned loudly again and then closed his eyes after finding the best spot in Evelyn's lap to use as a pillow. In a few more minutes he was fast asleep.