[He can be hard to rouse even on a good day, so it probably takes a bit of extra prodding to get him to open his eyes. Carbuncle is still curled up on his chest, and it seems to become alerted even before Noct wakes; there's a shifting of fabric as it lifts its head, ears flicking curiously, then stretches out all four limbs and tail with a soft, squeaky yawn- and tiny claws digging into Noct's stomach. He makes a faint, startled noise and snaps awake to find himself looking up at Pyra.]
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...Wh- hah?
[Oh. He's back? He's back!]