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Bridge unconsiously snuggled closer to him, glad even in his sleep for Scipio's presence.
((skip?))
Bridge unconsiously snuggled closer to him, glad even in his sleep for Scipio's presence.
((skip?))
(Yep)
Scipio woke up around what he figured to be morning and noticed Bridge. Well, guess we're doing this again…
Bridge didn't wake for a while, his breathing slow and soft, but constant.
Scipio sighed and lay his head on the metal bench. This could take a while…
Eventually, though, Bridge's large eyes blinked open and he stirred a bit.
"Oh. You're awake. I'd tell you what time it is, but I don't know."
"Me…me neither," Bridge mumbled, squinting and resting his head against Scipio's chest.
Scipio flushed a bit, half wanting to push Bridge away, but also not caring enough to do so. This kid really likes physical contact…
Bridge sighed, blinking some more before deciding he was awake now. He was only glad Scipio didn't push him away.
"You awake or what?" Scipio asked. He already knew the answer of course, but he might as well let Bridge answer for himself.
"Yeah." Bridge nodded, looking up at him. "How long…have you been awake?"
"Dunno. Thirty minutes, maybe. An hour. I don't process time well, so…"
"Oh." He blinked. "Sorry. That…that was a long time."
Scipio shrugged. "I don't really care. It's not like I have other things to do."
"Okay…good," He decided, sighing softly again.
"What do you want to do today?" God, this is painful… mentally, at least.
"I…I don't know. There isn't much to do."
"That is the life in an asylum. You keep quiet the whole day, exercise, or stir up trouble."
"Oh." He blinked again. "I…quiet. I'll be quiet."
"Alright. Personally, stirring up trouble is my favorite. It's the most interesting." Scipio sat up and stretched.
"Okay," Bridge agreed, rolling over on his back on the bench.
"I can't do that right now, though…" Scipio sighed, staring at the ceiling. "Everything still hurts and I'm probably not fit for a fight."
"Oh." Bridge paused. "Are…are you going to be quiet too then?"
"I guess. I mean, we're allowed to talk to each other and stuff. I just mean we don't bother the guards or anything."
((Imma sleep now))
"Okay." He nodded a little, pressing his lips together. It would be a long day.
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