[Trying to lift his head is all the proof that Bene needs, and he lays it back again with a wince, pressing a hand over his abdomen. Being held thus is strange, but it's nice, especially when one is feeling as weak as he is, and another long sigh is indication enough that he has no intention of going anywhere.]
When did I fall asleep, [he murmurs, not entirely bothered by whatever the answer is.]
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Date: 2019-03-13 07:28 am (UTC)When did I fall asleep, [he murmurs, not entirely bothered by whatever the answer is.]