[DESPITE THE SHOUTING, the boy still doesn't respond. The moogle winces and raises little furry paws to cover its ears - wherever they were.]
So this isn't your guy? We get people falling out of the sky all the time here, kupo, but they always come around sooner or later. He doesn't even move!
[...Except, now, he is. Minorly - very minorly at first - his fingers start to bend just a little, so little it was easy to miss. What's harder to miss is the way his arm seems to float up by itself, stretched out in front of/above him, fingers moving as if to grip something. He holds that pose for a few moments, then the arm falls back to the bed as though nothing happened.]
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So this isn't your guy? We get people falling out of the sky all the time here, kupo, but they always come around sooner or later. He doesn't even move!
[...Except, now, he is. Minorly - very minorly at first - his fingers start to bend just a little, so little it was easy to miss. What's harder to miss is the way his arm seems to float up by itself, stretched out in front of/above him, fingers moving as if to grip something. He holds that pose for a few moments, then the arm falls back to the bed as though nothing happened.]