[Slowly, his fingers curl against the scar on the back of his neck and he brings his empty hand around again.
He's forced to come around faster when York sets Rascal on the bed next to him and his little baby pokemon toddles toward him with a whimper and big teary eyes, throwing his little self against North's chest with hiccuping little sobs. Immediately North's cradling the little shell with one hand, sitting up a little.]
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Date: 2015-09-28 02:45 am (UTC)He's forced to come around faster when York sets Rascal on the bed next to him and his little baby pokemon toddles toward him with a whimper and big teary eyes, throwing his little self against North's chest with hiccuping little sobs. Immediately North's cradling the little shell with one hand, sitting up a little.]
...It was just a...dream.
[That wasn't "just a" anything.]
I'm sorry, I woke you up.