[Shun tenses up a bit at getting grabbed and pulled, but he's at least got enough presence of mind back to figure out between the build of the hand and the annoyed noise that it's Ren, and he eases off a bit after that. Still, now that he's halfway awake, he'd much prefer to be fully awake instead, especially as patches of what happened start to come back to him more clearly.
It ended, at least, he can remember that much - the forest vanished before everything went black. Did they destroy all the sigils? ...He's not so sure about that part, honestly, but he supposes that question can wait until later.
His fingers curl again, and Shun's eyes squeeze tighter shut before he blinks them slowly open, then narrows them a little at the daylight streaming in. He turns his head to the side enough to establish that it's his room and bed they've been deposited in (which means he can probably assume the soft, tight feeling at his wrists is to do with one of his shinki having tried to patch him up) before he starts to drag his hand out from under the blankets. It's far too slow and weak a motion for his liking, as if he's having to pull his arm against a strong current, but he eventually manages to slide it out and reaches over to push Ren's hair out of his face and try to tilt his head a little to inspect him for injuries.
It's not exactly intended to wake him up, but Shun's lingering exhaustion means that while his motions are weak, they're also not half as exact as they usually are. He may or may not be poking his thumb a little bit into the side of Ren's mouth without having noticed yet.]
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It ended, at least, he can remember that much - the forest vanished before everything went black. Did they destroy all the sigils? ...He's not so sure about that part, honestly, but he supposes that question can wait until later.
His fingers curl again, and Shun's eyes squeeze tighter shut before he blinks them slowly open, then narrows them a little at the daylight streaming in. He turns his head to the side enough to establish that it's his room and bed they've been deposited in (which means he can probably assume the soft, tight feeling at his wrists is to do with one of his shinki having tried to patch him up) before he starts to drag his hand out from under the blankets. It's far too slow and weak a motion for his liking, as if he's having to pull his arm against a strong current, but he eventually manages to slide it out and reaches over to push Ren's hair out of his face and try to tilt his head a little to inspect him for injuries.
It's not exactly intended to wake him up, but Shun's lingering exhaustion means that while his motions are weak, they're also not half as exact as they usually are. He may or may not be poking his thumb a little bit into the side of Ren's mouth without having noticed yet.]