I’m hungry. That night ration was a little shy of the rim fellas.

I come to inspect the dormant creatures. i stand on the pillow and check for rapid eye movement. inspect the chest. yes it is rising and falling. not dead.

They roll in synchrony, repositioning the pillows. thank goodness it is the pillows not me clutched and pulled under like that.

A sound. I trot back. Are you awake yet? Stirring but it seems from the ways things are shaping up that my breakfast is going to be delayed for some time.