[He shifts, lifting his head and blinking sleepily up at Kiyoteru.] Mm...?
[Spotting a brown-black blurr, he sits upright to straighten his glasses--yup, a short blurb on holy water was imprinted on his face.] Oh, Father Hiyama. Sorry about that, guess I drifted off...
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[Spotting a brown-black blurr, he sits upright to straighten his glasses--yup, a short blurb on holy water was imprinted on his face.] Oh, Father Hiyama. Sorry about that, guess I drifted off...