It isn't a whine this time. Heeey, it's you. Heeey, that looks interesting. Heeey, he's going to stop his drowsy blinking--he hadn't been asleep, only drifting, maybe following the beckoning melody a little too deeply into his own head--and sit up in just a second. Two seconds. Three--
He snaps all at once into sitting, as if to wake himself up, and gives his head a quick, hard little shake to rattle the sleepiness out. The dog beside him sits up too, nose curiously following his hand to snuffle at the bottle when he takes it from Zevran for inspection. He doesn't turn down gifts.
"Got started without me," he observes. He does do that sometimes--observe things. He doesn't look up from the bottle while he scoots sideways on his pile of bales and loose hay to make space for Zevran to sit. "That's not fair. You're already smaller. I won't catch up."
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It isn't a whine this time. Heeey, it's you. Heeey, that looks interesting. Heeey, he's going to stop his drowsy blinking--he hadn't been asleep, only drifting, maybe following the beckoning melody a little too deeply into his own head--and sit up in just a second. Two seconds. Three--
He snaps all at once into sitting, as if to wake himself up, and gives his head a quick, hard little shake to rattle the sleepiness out. The dog beside him sits up too, nose curiously following his hand to snuffle at the bottle when he takes it from Zevran for inspection. He doesn't turn down gifts.
"Got started without me," he observes. He does do that sometimes--observe things. He doesn't look up from the bottle while he scoots sideways on his pile of bales and loose hay to make space for Zevran to sit. "That's not fair. You're already smaller. I won't catch up."