Ranze wakes sort of slow, which isn't to say he isn't aware of his surroundings, but mostly just that he doesn't feel any need to rush to parse through them all. "Missed you," in a voice he knows so well it makes him smile. "Mm, missed you too." The other voice he knows in his heart. There's movement on the mattress, a sound that's soft like mouths and skin, and Ranze peeks an eye open, warming at the sight of Isagi and Bachira in almost-morning light.
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