Mm...this is...different.
[The voice is...familiar, and yet different at the same time. Quiet, tinged with worry and thick with sleep still, as it seems he just woke up.]
Is...everyone alright?
[The rustle of sheets are heard as he rises, stretching.]
Well, if they don't fit anymore, I should-
...Father? ...Michael?
Is everyone alright?
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