[He had been worried about the droning (What if it was permanent!?), so he'd decided to hang around her house to wait and see if she went back to normal.
Only, it seems he's fallen asleep in the process. On her lawn, of all places.]
[He mumbles some unintelligible gibberish and rolls over. The movement skews his glasses, though, and wakes him up just a bit. It's enough to where sun bothers him, and he can't fall back to sleep.
[She remembers encountering him along with America while she was a drone, and feels a very abrupt rush of gratefulness- some shame, too, for him having seen her that way, but mostly a sort of gratitude that he'd stuck around when America had been manhandling her. Vietnam is angry, of course, furious about it, but Thailand had done something she is thankful for.]
Yes, and it is good to see you as yourself again, ana.
[And that was all he'd say on the matter, really. He didn't want to pry or ask how she'd gotten droned. Not only was it rude, but it would invade her privacy. If she wanted to talk about it, he would, but that was it.
Besides, he was just happy he could have been there before something happened. Bad or otherwise.]
Only, it seems he's fallen asleep in the process. On her lawn, of all places.]
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She goes over to inspect it.]
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...Hmm.
[But should she wake him...! Vietnam stands there pondering over her Southeast Asia neighbor.]
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He stretches, rubbing at his eyes.]
The sun is very bright...
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Good morning.
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It is a very good morning, I think.
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It is. Better than yesterday.
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[And that was all he'd say on the matter, really. He didn't want to pry or ask how she'd gotten droned. Not only was it rude, but it would invade her privacy. If she wanted to talk about it, he would, but that was it.
Besides, he was just happy he could have been there before something happened. Bad or otherwise.]
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[She's a little amused by that.]
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