[L's head jerks up at the soft sound of one of his housemate's voices. It makes sense that Ada would be around; with a jolt, he comprehends that she's probably been one of the people caring for him. His hand goes to shield his sore eyes from the wash of daylight, but he's no longer a vampire; it's no longer a concern, just a mild headache that should subside once he's a bit more accustomed to it.]
Let... you.
[He repeats it slowly, ultimately agreeing, even if he's uneasy with the insistence. Easy. If it's been this long, she's probably been doing some of this already.
He accepts the teacup gratefully, very nearly greedily. He's parched.]
The SQUIP is... alright? What's happened?
[He repeats the question, breathless after gulping his tea.]
no subject
Let... you.
[He repeats it slowly, ultimately agreeing, even if he's uneasy with the insistence. Easy. If it's been this long, she's probably been doing some of this already.
He accepts the teacup gratefully, very nearly greedily. He's parched.]
The SQUIP is... alright? What's happened?
[He repeats the question, breathless after gulping his tea.]