[ He pauses at the sound of a voice in the darkened room — a very intentionally loud voice. There even might be a tiny, guilty flinch, which he realizes was probably the aim. But then he glances back with a smile, not quite aware of the way his eyes now catch and refract any faint light. ]
Can't you?
[ He backtracks, taking a half-dressed seat at the edge of the bed. He keeps his voice at a low murmur, more appropriate for such an early morning. ]
I didn't want to disturb you, but I see you're disturbed regardless. How did you sleep?
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Can't you?
[ He backtracks, taking a half-dressed seat at the edge of the bed. He keeps his voice at a low murmur, more appropriate for such an early morning. ]
I didn't want to disturb you, but I see you're disturbed regardless. How did you sleep?