[for how much Blue sleeps now, getting a restful, uninterrupted amount of it seems unfit for this place. point-in-case: somewhere in the night, his body begins to shake, breaking into a cold sweat - one that doesn't linger long enough to spark an investigation. not until he's gasped loudly and roused himself from that sleep with the surprise, rolling over and away from Yzak as he's set upon by a small fit of coughing that sucking back air like that yielded. he trembles even after-the-fact, the disruption really having rattled him in a way he hadn't expected, and a way he can't recover from while feeling so blind.
he might still be dreaming, after all: there's no feedback beyond the tactile senses.]
ANOTHA
he might still be dreaming, after all: there's no feedback beyond the tactile senses.]