Someone certainly wanted him to get up, didn’t they? He didn’t see what the sudden urgency was, and was positive whatever it was couldn’t be truly that important, but he found himself slowly opening an eye to take a peek regardless. Ah, Laharl had disrupted him. Another yawn was given as the meerkat closed his eye again, stretched and then opened both eyes to look up him. He was surprised the demon had actually come, but showed no hint of this as he eyed the Overlord with little interest.

“Hello, Laharl.” Timon greeted, his voice eerily calm, reserved, and most of all empty. He did not bother to get up from the sidewalk, lying against the cold pavement carelessly. There was no need to get up just yet. "You found me."