You know, Caramia, generally when people lay down for the night, they're expecting to get some sleep. No one likes that one annoying kid at a sleepover who keeps asking everyone questions well into the morning hours.
Still, his name gets a soft hum in acknowledgement, despite how Kyrie adamantly refuses to turn to face him. He even keeps his eyes closed, as if he could actually manage to fall asleep so quickly. Maybe it will deter Caramia from spending too much time on whatever meaningless topic he's decided to pick up...?
(It's funny because it won't.)
It isn't until Caramia continues that Kyrie blinks his eyes back open, holding his breath for a beat after he's finished. Then, he shifts himself to peer over his shoulder with a small frown.
"Would you rather go back to collecting fleas? I'm sure it can be arranged." Hm. That doesn't quite sound like himself--maybe he's just tired.
May is after the shadow event, right?
Still, his name gets a soft hum in acknowledgement, despite how Kyrie adamantly refuses to turn to face him. He even keeps his eyes closed, as if he could actually manage to fall asleep so quickly. Maybe it will deter Caramia from spending too much time on whatever meaningless topic he's decided to pick up...?
(It's funny because it won't.)
It isn't until Caramia continues that Kyrie blinks his eyes back open, holding his breath for a beat after he's finished. Then, he shifts himself to peer over his shoulder with a small frown.
"Would you rather go back to collecting fleas? I'm sure it can be arranged." Hm. That doesn't quite sound like himself--maybe he's just tired.