[Conversation at first eludes Robin's comprehension. There's noise somewhere on the periphery of sleep, tugging at his awareness. But it's with sluggish reluctance that the world around him starts to feel closer, more solid, more real.
And then his neck and back are incredibly sore. He's really got to stop falling asleep on heaps of books, one of these days.
Robin sits up slowly, hiding a yawn behind his hand as he looks around for a clock and - oh. He has company.
Company looking at his notes.
Oh dear. He hasn't been able to verify a lot of that information]
Might I have those back?
[Robin gestures at the notes, quite aware that Nakigitsune seems to have been reading them. It's something for which he can only blame himself, since he did leave them scattered about]
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And then his neck and back are incredibly sore. He's really got to stop falling asleep on heaps of books, one of these days.
Robin sits up slowly, hiding a yawn behind his hand as he looks around for a clock and - oh. He has company.
Company looking at his notes.
Oh dear. He hasn't been able to verify a lot of that information]
Might I have those back?
[Robin gestures at the notes, quite aware that Nakigitsune seems to have been reading them. It's something for which he can only blame himself, since he did leave them scattered about]
I wasn't quite finished.