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Polites walked on the wood floor, the ship creaking with each step he took, he finally sat.
The other men were busy so he had time for himself, and Odysseus seemed like he had a lot of work, the guy was leading so many men.. golly! Does he ever take a break?
After a while, he fell asleep, the only warmth he had was probably his own body heat.
Polites snored, till he awoke, he didn’t remember being this warm, but as his eyes adjusted from his slumber, he was quite shocked.
His head was sat in Eurylochus’s lap, obviously wanting more warmth, he huddled more into Eurylochus, the two men bundled in both of each-other’s body heat.