((Ink: eeeng-kh *tries to talk but sounds like a toddler who's voice has been mildly DJ-ed*
Dib: T-T I'm not hugging her THAT hard.... *loosens grip anyway* ))
Dib scowled, then gave a disgusted noise, definitely waking up from the movement of the bed sinking down where Mur had climbed up, and her yanking at him.
"Nnrg... Whaaaaaat?" Tiredly he moaned and sat up a little, rubbing his eyes, still half-asleep, and trying to make sense of his surroundings withought his glasses.
Withought the big glass circles covering his eyes and catching the light, making it glint off, Dib had lost a bit of the professional, smug air about him, and his large eyes, holding snippets of his most felt emotions, fear, pain, stress, general suffering, sadness, were completely visable, and.... rather cute.




