[Attempting not to startle Yosuke these days is a frustrating experience. He snorts awake and flails, kicking out instinctively at who knows what, and landing himself in a heap on the floor. As if that weren't embarrassing enough, he scurries backwards until he hits his head on the table. It's at that point that he finally stops, confused and panting slightly. He rubs at his head and blinks dumbly up at Nill. Oh...right.]
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Ow. Mmf. Mornin.