For all his fretting during the day, Gremio typically slept rather well at night--running around after the Young Master was chore in itself, really. Sometimes Gremio wished he could grow up soon and stop being such a handful...
Perhaps the thunderstorm had begun to wake him already, because when he thought he heard his name being called, his eyes flew open--and then he started in surprise when he saw Tyr hovering right over him.
"Y--Young Master...?" He started out sleepily, but quickly grew alert. "Is something the matter?"
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Date: 2013-01-10 03:22 pm (UTC)Perhaps the thunderstorm had begun to wake him already, because when he thought he heard his name being called, his eyes flew open--and then he started in surprise when he saw Tyr hovering right over him.
"Y--Young Master...?" He started out sleepily, but quickly grew alert. "Is something the matter?"