It is as if he feels the eyes on him even in his sleep, for he stirs a bit. But what really wakes him up is the jerk of the train putting its breaks on in preparation for an upcoming stop. Blinking dazedly, he sits up, peering around. The first thing he notices is that his sister isn't sitting next to him anymore, but his worry is quickly assuaged as he sees her talking with someone else - and that someone else catches his attention all the more.
Grey skin and orange horns? He wonders if she's one of the nicer demons or if she's another person drawn from their world to here. But either way, he's not sure it'd be polite to interrupt their conversation, so he just waits, rubbing his eyes a bit in an attempt to help wake himself up. He has got to stop falling asleep everywhere! Someday he hopes to have energy again...
/sliiiiides in discretely. this is discrete, right?
Grey skin and orange horns? He wonders if she's one of the nicer demons or if she's another person drawn from their world to here. But either way, he's not sure it'd be polite to interrupt their conversation, so he just waits, rubbing his eyes a bit in an attempt to help wake himself up. He has got to stop falling asleep everywhere! Someday he hopes to have energy again...