Ezra was soundly sleeping, until he wasn't. It might have been the noise from the door that disturbed him, or the agitation of something bouncing off his forehead, or something else, but he stirred slightly. Not enough to actually take stock of the situation, but enough for his dream to slip away. He frowned, eyes still closed, and brushed his head against the pillow with a groan.

"Mmmmwhat," he muttered, still mostly asleep.

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