[ Kazuma... was barely the kind of person that slept. Not because he didn't like to sleep, but because he didn't like to be exposed. For the most part, he just took sporadic naps when he could. After all, in between Kanami's chores, Kimishima's jobs, and HOLY... there wasn't much room for a good night's sleep.
That habit didn't change while he was stuck here, so it was no surprise that he was up and walking around the halls way before Euphie woke up. He looked about as unapproachable as always; hunched figure, tense muscles, grim expression.
And then he saw the head of pink hair.
He supressed the tinge of worry before it would even form, simply walking over to her and placing a hand on her shoulder, shaking her a bit. ]