[In fact he's barely even conscious, shifting slightly as the sound and faint beginnings of movement disturb him only to loop his arms around her waist. Some subconscious voice is letting him know that he's got the best blanket ever, and even in sleep he's reluctant to let a good thing go. There's probably carpet burn streaking his back into zebra stripes, but right now he's comfortable. Ignorance, as they say, is bliss.
He turns his head, pressing a sleepy kiss to something warm and curved that would prove to be a shoulder were he to open his eyes and look. He's not ready yet, as the slow smile that curls his mouth at the corners is testament to.]
[Also? Noisiest blanket ever. Chase starts to blink his own eyes open to find out what's causing the upset, the sudden tension he can feel in an otherwise soft and pliable body above. One hand strokes soothing circles over her back, the other pulls away to shield his eyes from that particularly ill-positioned ray of sunlight shining like an interrogation lamp across both their faces.]
Hey, shh. You're alright. [His voice is thick with sleep and miscomprehension, but still practiced in calm.] What's... what's up. [Though he loses some of his certainty when he's able to focus on the face looking back down at him.]
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This is Doctor Chase.
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If you can hear me, then probably.
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[In fact he's barely even conscious, shifting slightly as the sound and faint beginnings of movement disturb him only to loop his arms around her waist. Some subconscious voice is letting him know that he's got the best blanket ever, and even in sleep he's reluctant to let a good thing go. There's probably carpet burn streaking his back into zebra stripes, but right now he's comfortable. Ignorance, as they say, is bliss.
He turns his head, pressing a sleepy kiss to something warm and curved that would prove to be a shoulder were he to open his eyes and look. He's not ready yet, as the slow smile that curls his mouth at the corners is testament to.]
Mmm.
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Hey, shh. You're alright. [His voice is thick with sleep and miscomprehension, but still practiced in calm.] What's... what's up. [Though he loses some of his certainty when he's able to focus on the face looking back down at him.]
Angela? [Oh. Oh, God.]
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This is Doctor Chase.
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I'd hope so, considering you're calling me. [Or mocking him, hard to tell.]
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