[akira does wake up, but doesn't move. not since he doesn't register a threat-- as annoying as that nail is, it isn't much of a bother. he yawns, closing his eyes again for the moment.]
I've been trained to recognize and handle tiny shark attacks.
[he idly bats at that hand, but at least with that Lind managed to get him to open his eyes and prop himself up on his elbows.] Did you get bored or something?
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Everything okay?
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Figures. I wouldn't expect you to have any survival instinct, zookeeper.
[ yes, he's definitely twisting that nail into his skin, now. not that it should matter much, considering Akira's muscle density. ]
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[he idly bats at that hand, but at least with that Lind managed to get him to open his eyes and prop himself up on his elbows.] Did you get bored or something?
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when Akira sits himself up, Lind-- moves back, and stops poking at his face. for the moment. ] I'm always bored.
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So you woke me up just to tell me that, or should I expect to hear a please help cure my boredom, Mister-Super-Awesome Akira soon?
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Oh, please help me cure my boredom, Mister bite-fetishist Akira.
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-- What?
[no, this wasn't a faint blush at all. don't let your eyes deceive you.]
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You heard me.
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[and, you know. get dressed appropriately.]
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[ even though he's-- falling back onto the mattress, and stretching his arms out over his head. ]