Marco doesn't wake up right away; given that he's spent a majority of his life sharing a room with some other person, whether his sisters or his fellow trainees, he can sleep through a lot of movement and noise.
That's not quite been his normal lately, however. Part of the reason he stays with Galliard some nights is the inability to fall asleep without noise; sometimes it's just because it's easier than going through the whole process of cleaning them off and then heading back to his. The point is, he's used to Galliard's heat beside him, and the lack of warmth has him finally drawing awake, sleepily patting the area where he should be.
He finds it damp and empty, and that gets him opening his eyes; the benefit of training and siblings means that he can wake up fast when concerned. He sits up, seeing the damp sweat spot, and no sign of Galliard in the room itself.
"Galliard?" he calls out, his voice feeling too loud in the emptiness of the room, and he lets his eyes adjust to the darkness before he pushes the blankets back and slips off the bed. He rubs at his eyes a little bit before he walks forward.
There aren't any lights on that he can see, but he thinks he hears what might be sobbing? It's a strange, pained rhythmic noise. When he steps out into the hallway, though, his foot lands on something, and Marco pulls it up with a hiss. What the hell is hanging out in the middle of the hallway?
His foot feels wet, and when he crouches down it takes a second for his eyes to focus on what he sees on the floor as he picks it up. He realizes, very quickly, it's a tooth, still wet with blood and a bit of flesh clinging to it.
Marco drops it immediately, alarm ringing through his body. It's just one tooth, and if it's Galliard's he'll be fine. But as he stands again, he realizes he can hear clattering coming from the bathroom, which is also the source of the strange noise.
Filled with dread but determined to help if he can, Marco walks up to the door. He almost knocks, then decides even if he finds Galliard in the midst of something embarrassing that's preferable to leaving him alone if something is going on. Marco's instincts are telling him something is very, very wrong.
He twists the knob and pushes the door open. "Galliard?"
cw: dental damage/teeth removal
That's not quite been his normal lately, however. Part of the reason he stays with Galliard some nights is the inability to fall asleep without noise; sometimes it's just because it's easier than going through the whole process of cleaning them off and then heading back to his. The point is, he's used to Galliard's heat beside him, and the lack of warmth has him finally drawing awake, sleepily patting the area where he should be.
He finds it damp and empty, and that gets him opening his eyes; the benefit of training and siblings means that he can wake up fast when concerned. He sits up, seeing the damp sweat spot, and no sign of Galliard in the room itself.
"Galliard?" he calls out, his voice feeling too loud in the emptiness of the room, and he lets his eyes adjust to the darkness before he pushes the blankets back and slips off the bed. He rubs at his eyes a little bit before he walks forward.
There aren't any lights on that he can see, but he thinks he hears what might be sobbing? It's a strange, pained rhythmic noise. When he steps out into the hallway, though, his foot lands on something, and Marco pulls it up with a hiss. What the hell is hanging out in the middle of the hallway?
His foot feels wet, and when he crouches down it takes a second for his eyes to focus on what he sees on the floor as he picks it up. He realizes, very quickly, it's a tooth, still wet with blood and a bit of flesh clinging to it.
Marco drops it immediately, alarm ringing through his body. It's just one tooth, and if it's Galliard's he'll be fine. But as he stands again, he realizes he can hear clattering coming from the bathroom, which is also the source of the strange noise.
Filled with dread but determined to help if he can, Marco walks up to the door. He almost knocks, then decides even if he finds Galliard in the midst of something embarrassing that's preferable to leaving him alone if something is going on. Marco's instincts are telling him something is very, very wrong.
He twists the knob and pushes the door open. "Galliard?"