[He frowns a bit more, trying to connect teasing to reality. It takes him a moment, where he just stares at Hawke, before it clicks.]
...Was a lot to do.
[He yawns again, and then rubs at his eyes. He'd sit up, but Pearl is still pinning him down, and he still can't be bothered to chase her off. She's warm.]
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...Was a lot to do.
[He yawns again, and then rubs at his eyes. He'd sit up, but Pearl is still pinning him down, and he still can't be bothered to chase her off. She's warm.]
There was an accident in the morning.