[Gon hums in affirmation at her question, his mouth vibrating against her nipple. The gentle back and forth motion of sucking comforts him as if it were his own thumb, so much that his droopy eyes have a hard time staying open.

Lulled into a sweet stupor, Gon goes limp in Pitou's arms, on the verge of sleep. He's in and out, listening only for the sound of her voice.]