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[kuroi_sanda]

[All of the lights in Manjoume's room in Kepler are off, as is usually the case when he's asleep. He does not use a night light, no sir. He is also in his bed, asleep... or at least, trying. How is his Sphere on? It has a mind of its own and felt like turning itself on

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[deathgrins]

[Eyebrow raise.]

You okay, man? Want a glass of milk?

[kuroi_sanda]

[In the same tone, as though still distracted.] I'm fine. It was just a nightmare, I'm...

[He then pauses, as though realizing just where the other voice must be coming from. He then turns toward his Sphere (and, by extension, the hologram coming from it)...]

...How long has that been on?

[deathgrins]

I dunno. Fives minutes? Give or take.

[kuroi_sanda]

Five minutes... then...

[And after a moment or two of figuring out about how long he's been awake, he draws his knees in closer and burys his head in them, somewhat embarrassed.] Great.

[deathgrins]

It must've been one nasty dream. Haven't heard anyone sleep talk in ages.

[kuroi_sanda]

You have no idea. [The nightmare itself was blurry, but the memory being as relatively fresh as it is kind of filled it in.]

...How much did I say, aloud?

[deathgrins]

"You'll hurt her, don't! Why can't I ride the unicorn? It's too bright!"

[... He couldn't pass it up. He just couldn't. Duo didn't do a very good impression of Jun's voice either and clears his throat.]

Not that it's actually word for word, but that'd be the gist.

[kuroi_sanda]

[The unicorn bit gets a confused blink out of him, seeing as he knows what he was dreaming about and that a unicorn wasn't involved, but he decides that he must have been mumbling and hard to hear. Which is fine.]

...All right, not too much detail. Good.

[deathgrins]

[Not so fast.]

You were dreaming about something that happened, right? Maybe to this Asuka you were shouting for?

[kuroi_sanda]

[And head is being buried between knees again.] Not anything that I want to talk about.

[deathgrins]

[Answer enough. :|a]

Relax, I wasn't asking for the play-by-play. But maybe I should get you that glass of milk, you look like you need one.

[kuroi_sanda]

[And now he's going to be stubborn.] I'm fine, and milk isn't going to help.

[deathgrins]

[And Duo's just gonna be persistent.] What? You want coffee instead?

[kuroi_sanda]

Black coffee would be better, yes. But I'm fine.

[deathgrins]

Says the guy who talks to himself, I'm bringin' you a coffee.

[kuroi_sanda]

[Somewhat annoyed, though he's not going to argue too hard against it - too not-fully-awake-yet, for one] I said I'm fine.

[And talking 'to himself' is, in his opinion, not necessarily an indication that something is -wrong-.]