[ Shadow looks at the man dubiously. Or he tries to, at least. His eyes are barely open, and his expression is so scrunched with the effort that it's probably hard to tell what he's feeling. Aside from tired, that is.
He's tired. He's so tired. If he could just sleep a little, maybe he'd feel better. Maybe that'd be okay.
But there's a cup being pushed at him. When he takes it, Shadow's grip feels weak. There's a good chance he'll drop the cup if the other man releases it entirely. But he tries to bring it to his lips so that he can take a sip. ]
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He's tired. He's so tired. If he could just sleep a little, maybe he'd feel better. Maybe that'd be okay.
But there's a cup being pushed at him. When he takes it, Shadow's grip feels weak. There's a good chance he'll drop the cup if the other man releases it entirely. But he tries to bring it to his lips so that he can take a sip. ]