[ It's enough to wake him - easy to, when he's been breathing in this gas nearly his entire slumber.
He comes to with a jerk of his limbs, braced and ready at once - breathing labored, sweat coloring the front of his shirt, his pupils even constrict when he looks up towards the source of the sound. The thing is, he's stopped expecting things around here. It doesn't leave him so unprepared in the wake of strange things coming his way. It doesn't leave him so unprepared for the sight of Hannibal Lecter looming over him in his sleep, easy as breathing. ]
I smell -
[ Something. Tea? With a heel of his hand pushed into one of his eyes, he starts to really come to, sitting up and peering Hannibal over with a new kind of defensiveness to both his gaze and his tone. It's unfamiliar. He doesn't like it. ]
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He comes to with a jerk of his limbs, braced and ready at once - breathing labored, sweat coloring the front of his shirt, his pupils even constrict when he looks up towards the source of the sound. The thing is, he's stopped expecting things around here. It doesn't leave him so unprepared in the wake of strange things coming his way. It doesn't leave him so unprepared for the sight of Hannibal Lecter looming over him in his sleep, easy as breathing. ]
I smell -
[ Something. Tea? With a heel of his hand pushed into one of his eyes, he starts to really come to, sitting up and peering Hannibal over with a new kind of defensiveness to both his gaze and his tone. It's unfamiliar. He doesn't like it. ]
How long have you been standing there?