Pepper sleeps on through his examinations and introspection, though the slight flutter of her eyelids ceases as she begins to slowly emerge, responding to the increasing light in the room and that mostly unconscious sense of being stared at. She doesn't hear any of his words, grunting softly as she shifts mostly onto her back and stretches one arm over her head, inhaling deeply as consciousness slowly returns.
"...Hasn't anyone told you it's considered rude to stare," she murmurs a touch playfully as she turns her head on the pillow, eyes still shut, her voice a little husky from sleep. A beat later, her blue eyes flutter open, her gaze just a hint unfocused and bleary as it seeks out his but her brow arching inquisitively, as if in emphasis of the query.
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Date: 2017-01-31 08:23 pm (UTC)"...Hasn't anyone told you it's considered rude to stare," she murmurs a touch playfully as she turns her head on the pillow, eyes still shut, her voice a little husky from sleep. A beat later, her blue eyes flutter open, her gaze just a hint unfocused and bleary as it seeks out his but her brow arching inquisitively, as if in emphasis of the query.