[The light and shadows dancing across his eyelids rouse him, and he's immediately on alert. Could be Maiza, could be more monster hunters who somehow tracked him back home. Better safe than sorry, so Firo's leaping to his feet without a thought. The knife he'd had hidden under his pillow--he's not used to relying on his claws yet--is in his hand.]
Who the--?
[Nobody's there.
Well, that's not entirely true. He'd hoped that odd shadow was just a dream, no matter how real it seemed, but it's even harder to dismiss in daylight. It doesn't look real exactly, but something's definitely happening.]
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Who the--?
[Nobody's there.
Well, that's not entirely true. He'd hoped that odd shadow was just a dream, no matter how real it seemed, but it's even harder to dismiss in daylight. It doesn't look real exactly, but something's definitely happening.]
You again?! How'd you get in here?