Emery sits up, watching the last of the kids skedaddling with no small amount of bewilderment. He hasn't entirely processed what was going on. Like five seconds ago he was dreaming, there were people talking, something knocked the wind out of him, and then there was a stampede.]
What... Um?
[Very eloquent! Emery ruffles a hand through his hair and turns to look at Zel while he tries to settle on a question.]
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on 2025-01-16 09:16 pm (UTC)Emery sits up, watching the last of the kids skedaddling with no small amount of bewilderment. He hasn't entirely processed what was going on. Like five seconds ago he was dreaming, there were people talking, something knocked the wind out of him, and then there was a stampede.]
What... Um?
[Very eloquent! Emery ruffles a hand through his hair and turns to look at Zel while he tries to settle on a question.]
It's morning, is it?