[ The creature in question continues to listlessly bob in place - until its ears twitch at the sound of the approaching hoofbeat and unsheathed metal. Tail drawing up into a tight coil, Dormouse apparently decides that it's time to board ship now, withdrawing from whence it came... right back to Vincent!
With its influence gone, the commotion is enough to pull the man from his slumber-- although, apparently not so much that one could consider him coherent. Even when blinking his eyes open, he doesn't seem to process the fact that a horse quickly approaches.
No, instead, he breathes a sleepy groan as he squints against the sunlight, and rolls to turn away. ]
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With its influence gone, the commotion is enough to pull the man from his slumber-- although, apparently not so much that one could consider him coherent. Even when blinking his eyes open, he doesn't seem to process the fact that a horse quickly approaches.
No, instead, he breathes a sleepy groan as he squints against the sunlight, and rolls to turn away. ]