Curt artist, as he slept through the whole trial since end of the break finally woke up. His sorrow eyes looked around and saw people in panic, dead bodies and judge apparently missing. To miss the death he layed down on his chair, moved arms to the familiar, folded position and scored back again into peaceful slumber. Because who would bother a sleeping man?
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