Inuneko was well beyond that, as tiresome eyes were closed shut, lulling into sleep. As she pushed him, he was as heavy as how he was sleeping right now, as he didn't nudge.
Right now, he was back in his dreams where he faced his demons, trying to control them.
Miscellaneous Mercenaries of Mayhem
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