Arthur waited for him to either try to go back to sleep… or come look for a little comfort.
If he stayed where he was, the hypnotic effect of the bed would pull Cyrin back to sleep.
And if he came looking for help, Arthur would help him. Sorta.
Cyrin sighs getting up after a moment and and moving at the floor, sitting down and tipping his head back against the wall. He stays quiet, wrapping his arms around his legs and pulling them to his chest.
He chose to stay, and Arthur smiled a little. That room wasn't safe, and that gave him all kinds of power.
Cyrin felt the affects of the room, the hypnotic effect lulling him back to sleep, slowly but surely.
Cyrin stays silent, staring at the wall for a moment before getting up and walking out of the room. He needed fresh air. He stays quiet, standing in the hall, closing his eyes.
Arthur heard the door open, and sat up, looking sleepy. "Cyrin?" He stood up and stepped around the couch.
"Whatcha doin up, buddy?"
The air had cleared as soon as Cyrin left the bedroom.
Cyrin looks at him, then rubs his face, shaking his head. Outside, he needed to get outside. He stays silent, shifting on his feet slightly.
Arthur just stared at him for a long moment, before quietly saying "I can't help you if you don't communicate, buddy."
Cyrin looks at him, silent for a moment, “Just a bad dream.” He mutters.
Arthur nodded sympathetically. "Looks like some dream… you've got a nosebleed…" There was a small line of blood dripping from Cyrin's nose, running down his upper lip.
Arthur stepped to the bathroom and pulled a tissue or two, handing them to Cyrin. "You wanna talk about it?"
Cyrin takes the tissue, pressing it to his face gently. He looks at Arthur, contemplating for a moment before shaking his head again, silent.
Arthur nodded sympathetically. "Ok… you gonna try to sleep again? Or do you want me to take you home?"
Cyrin sighs, “I think I’m not going to do either.” He mutters. Fresh air and dancing sounded really nice right about now.
Arthur glanced at his clock, which was showing 2am. "So… what then?"
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