[He wonders at that little chip of upset he feels through the link, but he figures it's something to do with missing people from home. Mikleo feels a similar twinge of upset when he thinks about everyone else.]
I'm not sure, honestly... [He stifles a yawn. His bowl is empty now, or close enough to it that he can just tilt the rest up to his lips and swallow it, so he does. He sets the bowl on the nearest flat surface. He'll retrieve it later.]
Mmm, maybe.
[He covers a yawn with both hands, and it's a big enough yawn that tears form at the edges of his eyes.]
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[He wonders at that little chip of upset he feels through the link, but he figures it's something to do with missing people from home. Mikleo feels a similar twinge of upset when he thinks about everyone else.]
I'm not sure, honestly... [He stifles a yawn. His bowl is empty now, or close enough to it that he can just tilt the rest up to his lips and swallow it, so he does. He sets the bowl on the nearest flat surface. He'll retrieve it later.]
Mmm, maybe.
[He covers a yawn with both hands, and it's a big enough yawn that tears form at the edges of his eyes.]
Ugh... I think it all just hit me at once.