[Estinien does indeed get himself free, though he also wakes Solus in the process. Bleary eyed, he blinks himself awake as he feels that warmth and comfort ripped away from him—but the jolt of pain is what truly slaps him with reality. He doesn't complain nor fuss about it, he barely even catches the sight of Estinien's back as he makes his way to the washroom.
Pressing himself up into a seated position, it takes him but a moment to realize what was happening just before he awoke. They were...were they? Indeed, they were. At least that gives him a small burst of amusement in the wake of his renewed pain.
However, he makes no move to get up, not trusting his legs, nor his strength in general at the moment. So by the time Estinien's done with his morning business in the washroom, Solus is still sitting in bed, slumped over his lap, rubbing at his eyes.
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Pressing himself up into a seated position, it takes him but a moment to realize what was happening just before he awoke. They were...were they? Indeed, they were. At least that gives him a small burst of amusement in the wake of his renewed pain.
However, he makes no move to get up, not trusting his legs, nor his strength in general at the moment. So by the time Estinien's done with his morning business in the washroom, Solus is still sitting in bed, slumped over his lap, rubbing at his eyes.
Without looking up, he greets Estinien:]
I trust that you rested well?