It's about an hour before he stirs again. The whole time, his pulse was slow but steady, his breathing deep. It's doubtful he even dreamed, as he'd remained motionless.
Presently he pulls in a slow, deep breath and sighs, sitting up blearily, and has the good grace to look sheepish.
"I... well. That was a miscalculation," he sighs. At least now he sounds reasonably lucid.
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Date: 2019-04-18 06:04 am (UTC)From:Presently he pulls in a slow, deep breath and sighs, sitting up blearily, and has the good grace to look sheepish.
"I... well. That was a miscalculation," he sighs. At least now he sounds reasonably lucid.