[anibus3]

When Jayl returned, Firo was no long sitting up. At some point, he ended up leaning to the side too much and was now sleeping on his left side. His stomach was still somehow contained in his shirt for the moment. The door opening didn't register as the rogue was no doubt careful in entering and even setting things down on the table. Course, the man was going to have to find a way to pick up Firo an move em from the poorly made nest. It was clear that Firo was in a heavy sleep right now and most likely nothing was going to wake him up. If Jayl looked closely, they'd see a few bumps appear against his stomach for a few moments, a sign that the pups were moving about though clearly not by much.

It would be a few hours before Firo started to stir awake. The first thing he'd notice was that the feeling of straw was no longer there. Instead there was something soft and comfortable. Opening his eyes, he used his arms to push himself up slightly; though was kind of still laying down. His tired green eyes glanced at the mattress bellow him with some confusion.