[..What kind of answer is that to a question 'is there something wrong'?
He doesn't get to poke around the answer for a long time because of the question. Himuro sits up and looks at the wall opposite of him, rubbing back of his neck. What is that it woke him up?]
I don't really know. I think I did hear you and then.. something touched me. [He idly touches the place where he thinks he felt something.]
But I don't... [Wait. He heard Atsushi in his sleep and then felt something- his eye locks on him now.] Do you know what woke me up?
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He doesn't get to poke around the answer for a long time because of the question. Himuro sits up and looks at the wall opposite of him, rubbing back of his neck. What is that it woke him up?]
I don't really know. I think I did hear you and then.. something touched me. [He idly touches the place where he thinks he felt something.]
But I don't... [Wait. He heard Atsushi in his sleep and then felt something- his eye locks on him now.] Do you know what woke me up?