Now, generally Laharl was a heavy sleeper. A VERY heavy sleeper. He could sleep through just about anything if he wanted to. However, he wasn't exactly himself. Despite being drugged up the wazoo, he was in a lot of pain from the damage Larxene had inflicted upon him, and with no cleric to heal it, he was not used to dealing with this much discomfort for his long.
So when he heard voices suddenly, other than Rosette, echoing through the cells, he slowly stirred awake.
Laying flat out on the floor near beside the bars between Rosette and his cell, he could only tilt his head a little to peer down through the many rows of bars to the further end, where voices rang out.
Glancing momentarily up to Rosette he tried to clear his throat to make some sort of response, although it took a moment to wrap his foggy mind around any words.
"....M.. more?" he managed out, echoing down the cell-block, realizing he wasn't alone now with Rosette. What... was going on?
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So when he heard voices suddenly, other than Rosette, echoing through the cells, he slowly stirred awake.
Laying flat out on the floor near beside the bars between Rosette and his cell, he could only tilt his head a little to peer down through the many rows of bars to the further end, where voices rang out.
Glancing momentarily up to Rosette he tried to clear his throat to make some sort of response, although it took a moment to wrap his foggy mind around any words.
"....M.. more?" he managed out, echoing down the cell-block, realizing he wasn't alone now with Rosette. What... was going on?