[It's the sound of voices that rouses Yukito, and he blinks a moment before remembering— last night. Yue. And his friend, talking up on the roof. That's right.
And apparently Touya had run into him? Oh, dear.
He heads out of the bedroom in his pajamas, not even bothering to find a robe, and absently pushes his glasses into place as he stifles a yawn. He doesn't have far to go to find the pair, and his vaguely sleepy expression quickly turns into a bright smile as he nods to Reyson before resting a light hand on Touya's arm.]
/DIVES IN
And apparently Touya had run into him? Oh, dear.
He heads out of the bedroom in his pajamas, not even bothering to find a robe, and absently pushes his glasses into place as he stifles a yawn. He doesn't have far to go to find the pair, and his vaguely sleepy expression quickly turns into a bright smile as he nods to Reyson before resting a light hand on Touya's arm.]
Good morning, Reyson-san. Did you sleep well?