[The grass is more comfortable than he would have expected. He's tired, but not necessarily sleepy, and the company of Hazel is enough to distract his mind from the lingering thoughts of Tsuzuki's chat. So this was the way, then? He blinks up at Hazel instead of the moon now, raising one of his hands to slap lightly against his arm.]
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[The grass is more comfortable than he would have expected. He's tired, but not necessarily sleepy, and the company of Hazel is enough to distract his mind from the lingering thoughts of Tsuzuki's chat. So this was the way, then? He blinks up at Hazel instead of the moon now, raising one of his hands to slap lightly against his arm.]
There's no way that could be true.