[Going to sleep in a bed full of animals had been an interesting experience for Blackout. He hadn't been happy about Gisborne's presence at the end of the bed--it felt like his hand throbbed every time he looked at him--and he still didn't trust this Robin
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Oh, he had arms. Hands, proper human limbs. The virus was over, ooh! Despite his excitement, tiredness prevailed and he shifted only to push himself up onto his elbow and reach for Blackout. He went to tug at a shirt and ended up just dragging his fingers over his belly.] Heeeeey, look, I have fingersssss.
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He stretched, legs far longer than his little fox legs kicking out and meeting something... soft. Ew. Robin struggled to prop himself up onto an elbow, but something -- no, make that two somethings -- were keeping him right where he was. He finally opened his eyes, face to face with Gisborne. Robin gave a strangled gasp, jerking away and successfully smushing himself against Eros -- oh God, who was he? Where was he?]
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[Gisborne, who had not roused with the others, had sadly been woken up by the kick and what would've been a doggish yelp came out as a strangled noise of surprise and he shoved at Robin's legs, stopped, realized what was going on and in an attempt to quickly gather blanket to cover himself, slid right off the end of the bed.
He made no attempt to recover, either.]
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