Though a few sounds pervaded through his sleep, it wasn’t until that final snort that Luther was pulled to reality. It took him a moment to orientate what had happened and then it hit. His eyes flashed open and he pushed up, getting to his feet in one moment. He’d fallen asleep while on watch and the giggling could be from Eponine, as she watched from the…
The thought was incomplete as his eyes fell on someone not matching up with the street rat at all. Marian, his mind supplied from the evening before – or whoever became Maid Marian… Luther shut his eyes, groaning softly. Damn it.
While it did make sense that she was the source of the giggling – her stance and expression showed that – Luther couldn’t quite reason why. “How long were you watching?” His eyes remained on her, curious and more than a bit awkward.
“If I did something – said something in my sleep, I apologize. I didn’t intent to fall asleep while on watch either-”