[she likes feeling him relax the longer she holds him, bringing a hand up to stroke through his hair absently. sleepy means he's comfortable, and that warms her in a way she can't express.]

You are biased, handsome. [she says, amused.] But thanks. Haven't forgotten you promised to play guitar, either, I want to see that.

Maybe teach me how? Or show me how to carve better, I've been working on it.