"Oh, shit." He mutters under his breath when he hears a very, very wrong voice. Soft and quiet and British and--
"Yeah." That sure was an easy lie, wasn't it? Shame that it actually sounds convincing. "No, I mean- I just can't sleep. That's all." At least until he tries to explain, and is suddenly very, very awkward about it. "Miscounted the doors. I was trying to... nevermind." He shakes his head. "Why are you still awake?" Turnabout's fair play and all that jazz.
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"Yeah." That sure was an easy lie, wasn't it? Shame that it actually sounds convincing. "No, I mean- I just can't sleep. That's all." At least until he tries to explain, and is suddenly very, very awkward about it. "Miscounted the doors. I was trying to... nevermind." He shakes his head. "Why are you still awake?" Turnabout's fair play and all that jazz.