[Hayato doesn't give him much of a reply at first. He's still coming around from what was probably an unholy cocktail of drugs to put him under. His movements are sluggish and disoriented and it's likely Alvin's going to have to support his weight once they're off the table entirely.]
[Hearing someone speak to him, though, helps bring him around a little quicker. He clings to those words until some of the fog starts to clear.]
...Hn? What?
[Unfortunately, he kind of wishes he hadn't woken up, once it clicks where he is. He jerks drunkenly in Alvin's hold, eyes going wide and stammering in a panic.]
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[Hearing someone speak to him, though, helps bring him around a little quicker. He clings to those words until some of the fog starts to clear.]
...Hn? What?
[Unfortunately, he kind of wishes he hadn't woken up, once it clicks where he is. He jerks drunkenly in Alvin's hold, eyes going wide and stammering in a panic.]
W-Where am I? No, no, no, no-!