The low rumble of Potemkin's voice stirs Ky despite his efforts. He responds with a soft, content hum of his own as he slowly opens his eyes to the world. Or, more accurately, the giant wall of Potemkin in front of him. Ky glances up to watch the man for a moment, taking care not to disturb him any more than he already has.

Even at rest, Potemkin's expression is peaceful and calm. Considering his strength and imposing stature, it's amazing how devoted and kind this giant man could be. Even with Ky's half-awake mind, the memory of those large, gentle hands against his skin was a reminder of Potemkin's nature. He is a dutiful solider. An earnest man who strives to become better for his people. A trustworthy partner.

For a king who must remain aware of possible attempts to manipulate or mislead him, Ky appreciates someone he can trust like this. He breaks his gaze to lean his forehead on Potemkin's chest, sighing softly.