♱ - Although his eyes were closed, Kurapika could tell with uttermost certainty that he was being spoken to. Without opening them still, he shook his head to offer who he understood to be the speaker an assuring nod.
He yawned, his head swaying slightly as the city bus made another sharp turn.
“I can’t say I recommend it,” Replied the stranger, still shaking off the uncomfortable sleep he’d been experiencing. “I imagine that’s why they invented beds, not commuter buses.”
The brunet blinked when he realized he’d woken the other up, but decided not to apologize unless it was brought up.
“If you’re that tired, why don’t you head home?” Aures braced himself as the bus swerved around a corner, then turned back to the blond with raised eyebrows. “I mean, I guess you already are... But buses give me neck cramps if I fall asleep on them.”