[He hoped he wasn't imposing too much... after all, space was always at a premium around here, and he. Well. He took up a lot of it. ...And he kinda ate a lot, too. Especially after spending all night going out and exterminating shadows. Suffice to say, after spending half the night humbly cowed by their generosity (and the other half ravenously partaking of it), it was a delight to finally get some sleep on a mattress and under a set of sheets.
Even if the latter only covered about halfway up that big shell of his. Yet, in spite of his quiet snoring, all it took was the quiet voice of his host to rouse him. Chesnaught rolled over-- haltingly, carefully, remembering that his spikes could probably break the bed if he wasn't careful-- before he sat up, rubbing his eyes.]
Nn... Don't think I ever fought one of those before, why?
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Even if the latter only covered about halfway up that big shell of his. Yet, in spite of his quiet snoring, all it took was the quiet voice of his host to rouse him. Chesnaught rolled over-- haltingly, carefully, remembering that his spikes could probably break the bed if he wasn't careful-- before he sat up, rubbing his eyes.]
Nn... Don't think I ever fought one of those before, why?
[MANNERS!]
Oh--! Good morning, Madoka! [That's better.]