[He's slow to wake, which is a new one to him. Granted, while he's not all that fond of mornings, he's never had an issue waking up once he's decided to, so this morning apathy is... really concerning. Bringing up his hand to his head and dragging it over his face, he blinks his eyes rapidly against the bright light and looks up-
no subject
... and around-
One more twist of the head...] What the...?
[And who the heck is sleeping on him?]