[For once, Noctis hadn't been asleep. He had been close to it, of course -- drifting in and out, on the edge of consciousness -- but when Arcrueid walks in, he greets her from where he lays on the bed, turning his head to look in her direction.]
...Hey.
[And with a clear effort, he manages to sit up, eying the two bags.]
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...Hey.
[And with a clear effort, he manages to sit up, eying the two bags.]
What'd you get?