As Skan sighs, Viktor's eyes close again, briefly, savouring the comfort of this moment. He would probably fall asleep again, if Skan hadn't spoken up.
"Good morning," he murmurs. "Yes, my apologies..." Really, he had plenty of chances to get back to his own room last night, and he kept opting not to, until it was inevitable that he would fall asleep here. So, 'without meaning to' isn't exactly correct, but he won't point that out. And he'll still apologize, because he doesn't want to affect Skan's sleep negatively, or impose in his space.
He opens his eyes again, now committing to the waking world. He pets Skan's feathers with more intention. "How did you sleep?"
"Very well, thank you," He says, giving both his back legs a long, satisfying stretch before relaxing back down again, "Had something nice and warm tucked in under my wing all night long. And yourself?"
Viktor always moved stiffly, of course, that pained half-hobble that kept his cane close at hand. But Skan watches him a moment, contemplatively, to see if anything is any more amiss than usual.
"Sleeping half-sitting like that, isn't uncomfortable for you?"
"Yes, I dreamt I was an egg being sat on by a hen."
Viktor starts the slow process of stretching and moving, as well- he's quite stiff indeed, though he always is upon waking up. The warmth helps, but the position doesn't. His arms move easily, but his back and hips are definitely a bit "stuck" in their current position.
"Trust that I have slept in worse positions many times," he says, thinking of sleeping on his desk at the lab, or curled up oddly on a couch there. Or, slumped against Jayce. "Though it could stand to be improved." With how bad his back can be, he should lay flat and straight, but where is the fun in that?
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"Good morning," he murmurs. "Yes, my apologies..." Really, he had plenty of chances to get back to his own room last night, and he kept opting not to, until it was inevitable that he would fall asleep here. So, 'without meaning to' isn't exactly correct, but he won't point that out. And he'll still apologize, because he doesn't want to affect Skan's sleep negatively, or impose in his space.
He opens his eyes again, now committing to the waking world. He pets Skan's feathers with more intention. "How did you sleep?"
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Viktor always moved stiffly, of course, that pained half-hobble that kept his cane close at hand. But Skan watches him a moment, contemplatively, to see if anything is any more amiss than usual.
"Sleeping half-sitting like that, isn't uncomfortable for you?"
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"Yes, I dreamt I was an egg being sat on by a hen."
Viktor starts the slow process of stretching and moving, as well- he's quite stiff indeed, though he always is upon waking up. The warmth helps, but the position doesn't. His arms move easily, but his back and hips are definitely a bit "stuck" in their current position.
"Trust that I have slept in worse positions many times," he says, thinking of sleeping on his desk at the lab, or curled up oddly on a couch there. Or, slumped against Jayce. "Though it could stand to be improved." With how bad his back can be, he should lay flat and straight, but where is the fun in that?