[ He doesn't remember falling asleep, but then, who does? More accurately: he doesn't remember the intention to fall asleep. So there is trace confusion when he rouses at Athessa's twitched moment, squinting.
Afternoon light is pouring in through a window. Yikes.
He starts to retract his limbs a little, waking up to twinges and numbing tingles. Raises his head. Drops it. ]
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Afternoon light is pouring in through a window. Yikes.
He starts to retract his limbs a little, waking up to twinges and numbing tingles. Raises his head. Drops it. ]
Morning.
[ It is not. ]