[ It takes Algric a moment to realise what's happening. He's so soft and warm and content that he's nearly asleep, and definitely dozing against Jon's shoulder. Then something wet splashes close to his face, and he blinks awake again. What... is there a leak? Is it the upstairs neighbor again?
Then he looks up, and. Oh. He watches for a moment, unsure of how to interrupt. If he should interrupt. He doesn't move, but instead only speaks softly: ]
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Then he looks up, and. Oh. He watches for a moment, unsure of how to interrupt. If he should interrupt. He doesn't move, but instead only speaks softly: ]
Jon?