[ The faint noises are just enough to make his ear fins twitch, his breath coming in a little deeper. Though he's been flitting in and out of consciousness, Clotted Cream can at least subconsciously recognize when someone is nearby.
It's when Sparkling begins to speak that he truly rises to the surface, letting his eyes flutter open and adjust to the blur of being freshly awake. The hallucinations still linger, albeit not nearly as strong as they had been, but between that and the blurriness in his vision, his mind tells him that the fuzzy, golden, vaguely human-like shape next to the bed is-- ]
Pure... Pure Vanilla Cookie...?
[ ... but no. Mm. The voice isn't the same. His brow furrows, and he lets out a huff of breath, trying to push past the lingering effects of the venom. He knows that voice. ]
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Date: 2024-07-09 01:47 pm (UTC)It's when Sparkling begins to speak that he truly rises to the surface, letting his eyes flutter open and adjust to the blur of being freshly awake. The hallucinations still linger, albeit not nearly as strong as they had been, but between that and the blurriness in his vision, his mind tells him that the fuzzy, golden, vaguely human-like shape next to the bed is-- ]
Pure... Pure Vanilla Cookie...?
[ ... but no. Mm. The voice isn't the same. His brow furrows, and he lets out a huff of breath, trying to push past the lingering effects of the venom. He knows that voice. ]
Sparkling...?