Mm. [Like they're still in a Drift together, her stomach lets out a similar grumble. The sun would be starting to show, one thin line over the horizon turning the sky pink at this point, and Mako sits up in the bed, feeling reluctant to do so.]
Yes. [She runs her fingers through her hair, then - forgetting she's sharing a bed - does what she does every morning upon awakening, and stretches her arms above her head, pulling at the muscles of her back. To the left, to the right.]
Would you mind getting out? [Eating in the cafeteria, suddenly, just - no.]
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Yes. [She runs her fingers through her hair, then - forgetting she's sharing a bed - does what she does every morning upon awakening, and stretches her arms above her head, pulling at the muscles of her back. To the left, to the right.]
Would you mind getting out? [Eating in the cafeteria, suddenly, just - no.]