Human After All

Archive Log: 10

David had believed that he had solved the mystery as to why Alma may have looked discouraged in sleep, when she was promptly moved that is. He looked down to where she now rested, he had placed a cushion underneath her head and she seemed more than comfortable laying on his lap. She was laying on her side as if she were still paying attention to the film which continued to play. 

But it didn't seem as interesting as the clearly dreaming human currently using his lap as a pillow was. David couldn't help but smile, doesn't dream...doesn't dream, as if. Through his watching he had seen all manners of dreams. From those of distant happiness. To memories tinged with sadness. Dreams of what could and would happen, to dreams just senseless and seemingly pointless. He wasn't sure which Alma was having right now. She had a fleeting frown appear and go as quickly as anything. Her hands which rested by her face slowly curled only to relax. She'd twitch and still and let out a quiet murmur. 

David was certain she was dreaming. And that made him happy. It seemed unnatural for someone not to dream. Everyone seemed to dream onboard. She couldn't be the lone person that didn't. As she said, the mind conjured dreams without the body truly realising. The subconscious was a curious thing, David made a note to further research into it at some point.
He looked up when the images on the screen stilled. Honestly he didn't know how so many Christmas related films existed. But low and behold there were seemingly millions! Not that he minded watching something that varied from his usual viewing. But seriously...they did get a little repetitive. But Alma seemed amused by them, so by extension he was amused too. It was through one of these that she had drifted off to sleep. She'd used his shoulder as a pillow before David realised she didn't appear to be in a comfortable position and had moved her.  

She still remained now, clearly dreaming and content with how she was. David thought he'd learned from the previous experience that moving her would lead to her sudden unhappiness. But he did so anyway. With careful actions he managed to pick her up just enough for him to become free. He laid her down and brushed hair out of her face before turning. He picked up her abandoned things from earlier and deposited them in the kitchen before venturing off on an explore. 

He distinctly remembered seeing parcels packaged up and hidden away. They weren't regulated. In other words they weren't to do with this expedition, nor were they people's possessions. David had seen scrawled writing on one box which did somehow relate to this whole season if only because of the few words that were written on it. He tore into the box, smiled and then picked it up and moved off. He returned back to see Alma had unmoved, he smiled at that too. Mainly because she hadn't so far looked so comfortable and at peace. 

"Miss?" He placed the box down on the coffee table and turned slowly to kneel in front of her. "Miss, wake up." He reached up and placed a hand gently to her shoulder. "I've found something which might interest you." Which he thought was an understatement really. He shook her gently by the shoulder, she whispered something and tried to swat his hand away. David shook his head, "That won't work, Miss. Now wake up," he got a groan from her and a hit to his arm which was rather pathetic. 

"Uh! Fine! I'm awake, see, see this, this is me being awake." Alma said while turning onto her back and blinking up at the ceiling to try and get rid of sleep. Tilting her head she turned and looked at him. "What's so important that you woke me up for?"

"For one, I believe that if you continued to sleep, you would be awake for the rest of the night and morning; that'll prove very unhelpful to you I think. Secondly," here he moved and let the box be seen. David smiled rather pleased that he caused her to lift her head away from the cushion with a curious look. 

"What's in the box, David?"

He shrugged and pretended to look as miffed as her. "I don't know, Miss."