Hm...? [What's that high pitch squeaking noises? A mouse...? No it's talking. His still healing wounds were starting to poke at his conscious, making it harder to ignore the aches and pain and continue to sleep. He could feel something squirming in his arms. Soft....squishy.
What is that? Trying to get out? Maybe it was a stray pray trying to escape. Won't take long for him to realize immediately that's not it, once he opens his eyes. He's staring down at the face of his Legal Aide, somehow in his arms.] . . . [Smooth guy is too dumbfounded by the situation to say something for once. Or do anything. What the hell??]
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What is that? Trying to get out? Maybe it was a stray pray trying to escape. Won't take long for him to realize immediately that's not it, once he opens his eyes. He's staring down at the face of his Legal Aide, somehow in his arms.] . . . [Smooth guy is too dumbfounded by the situation to say something for once. Or do anything. What the hell??]