[--honestly, he can't stand it. This lack of energy is driving him absolutely crazy. And he can't even muster up enough energy to get really riled up over it. So, as it is, it's sort of a nagging frustration. He rolls over in bed, palming at his face with a hand before cocking his head.
He's listening... all's quiet out there. He knows Yang is still out there, but maybe he'll just slip out for a bit. Do something.]
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[All righty. Up he goes, making his way to the door of his room and sidling out.]
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He's listening... all's quiet out there. He knows Yang is still out there, but maybe he'll just slip out for a bit. Do something.]
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[All righty. Up he goes, making his way to the door of his room and sidling out.]