Various little blurbs about Kochev

Attempting to sleep in another contorted position, keeping restless as usual. His tired head and weary body longing and aching to be home, amongst the warmth and safety of it all. To bask in the toxic glow and to hear their lullabies lull him to sleep. He sighed, twisting himself into another position and hoping this one would be better. The only voice with him attempting to sing a lullaby to him to help with his restlessness. Unfortunately these songs could not be sung on their own, and all it did was remind the both of them of the incredible loneliness they both experienced.