[he twitches a little, groaning in annoyance. a poison-green eye opens, catching sight of blond. he thinks you're his Roxas, and he's surprised the kid is up before him]
... what the fuck, Rox?
[his voice is a low growl, voice rough with dehydration]
no subject
... what the fuck, Rox?
[his voice is a low growl, voice rough with dehydration]