Time felt as if it didn't exist in this realm of rest, only a still flow carrying the tides of divine skies across his body before--he opened his eyes.
"Morning. Well, time of day doesn't really exist here."
Galaggher sat in the same spot on the cushion near Ren, playing with the silver hair that extended from his sharp chin.
"--Did you watch me sleep the entire time?"
"Not much else to do."
"Okay...How long was I out for?"
Ren asked, feeling as if he only got a wink of rest in before his eyes had shot back open. Even so, his body felt completely rested.
"I am the wrong person to ask in regards to time, lad. Minutes, hours, days--it mostly feels the same to me. If I were a guessing skeleton, I'd say you got...a good few hours?"
"Thanks…"
He could tell Galaggher pulled the answer out of thin air, but it felt about right anyway. Standing himself up, he stretched each of his limbs, cracking his joints as he fully woke himself up.
