[ The nap is pretty fruitful for the first few minutes. He falls asleep quickly and seems to be weathering the cold weather a little more since it's still daytime. His sleep is uninterrupted, up until a certain furry friend plants himself right next to Vanitas' face. He stirs awake after struggling to catch some air, and he's bleary as he sees what's currently cutting off some of his airflow. ]
...Murr...
[ Buddy, he likes you well enough, but now is not the time. Sleepily, he murmurs: ]
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...Murr...
[ Buddy, he likes you well enough, but now is not the time. Sleepily, he murmurs: ]
Noé...come get your cat...