*:・゚ @cfnaptime
*:・゚ POINTED fingers jab sharply into linhardt’s back. she keeps forgetting if that’s his name … here. but he answers to it all the same; and recognises lysithea in the same manner, and so lysithea never bothered to check, nor ask. perhaps it was careless of her to act so casually, not for lack of trust towards linhardt but instead … a concern to what others may overhear. ANOTHER JAB to confirm that she wouldn’t start a conversation to a waking corpse.
“ EARTH to Lin. I repeat, EARTH to Lin – - if you’re going to ignore me i’ll just poke you till your black and blue. ”
Linhardt eyes snap open with a pained groan following from his mouth. He turns back to give Lysithea an exhausted glare. “Do you have any idea how close I was to napping?” Linhardt replies before yawning and closing his eyes again. Oh how he hopes this conversation will be short enough for him to get back to his rest. “What do you need, Lysithea?












