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[ These days, he's become more than used to sleeping in places other than his own bed. Other than the change in music - which he's pretty much used to by now - this morning seems no different from the others as he wakes in his usual seat at Lenalee's bedside. He lifts his head from its resting place atop his arms and yawns, scrubbing the sleep from his eyes as he turns to Lenalee to ask if she wants him to get her breakfast. What comes out of his mouth, however, is something no self-respecting, sober Gilbert ever wants to hear. Singing. (And about breakfast, too.)

Have him faceplanting back onto the blankets in mortification. ]