How anticlimactic. It might have been interesting to go a bit further with the group if only for the sake of learning more about them. As Heat blinked blearily up at the ceiling, he actually found himself disappointed, and not just because the meal he'd gotten hadn't been as large as he'd hoped for.

The morning announcement was taken note of with the demon's usual disinterest, as in not at all, and his nurse's morning greeting was met with a yawn. Considering he hadn't been taken against his will for anything, nor had to deal with anything particularly irritating the night before, he was feeling just a little bit better about the day in general. Or at least he didn't feel like breaking every piece of furniture he came across.

He wrinkled his nose upon entering the cafeteria, finding the too-sweet scent of syrup and sugar wholly unappetizing. What made french toast different from regular toast, anyway?

[for Aigis]