"Then why are you even talking to me," Ritsu groused, turning from his stomach onto his back, peering up at Nyx from beneath heavy eyelids, red eyes momentarily dull with fatigue. Or laziness. Either or, really.
His brain managed to catch up to him, however, and he realized that there was someone here talking to him, claiming this wasn't a dream, even, and he pushed himself to a sitting position, hand brought to his eyes as he tried to rub sleepiness away.
There was something... Round? Most definitely round. Next to the guy. What the...?