[He looks a little sour at that realization, shoving the blanket off of him and running his fingers through his hair somewhat blearily.]
It was to be dinner, was it not? [He tries to discreetly rub at one of his eyes, shaking off the lingering sleep.] I suppose we had ought to leave now.
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[He looks a little sour at that realization, shoving the blanket off of him and running his fingers through his hair somewhat blearily.]
It was to be dinner, was it not? [He tries to discreetly rub at one of his eyes, shaking off the lingering sleep.] I suppose we had ought to leave now.