eleven.

[dawn_is_coming]

[savior of the universe? Today, he's more of an overtired puppy. After the last couple of days, he's crashed---twenty or so seconds after flopping down, belly-first, on Kairi's bed. He's snoring, Ultima clutched loosely in one hand still. His fingers twitch convulsively, small tremors pulling at his facial features. Bad dreams always hover close.

If you're worried about him rolling over and stabbing himself with his keyblade, you might want to wake him up.]