Mick is a little slower to wake, only rubbing at his eyes blearily as he registers movement beside him and Snart moving to fetch his own damn water. Stubborn ass. His tail lands on his foot and the half-dragon pulls himself awake with a grunt. His back was a riot of tension and his wings were achingly stiff after such a flight and with luck he'll be able to talk Henry into a little healing of his own before they have to head off for the camp they had made.
"Sit still damnit," he rumbles. "Gotcha some food, should help you with the healing process."
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Date: 2016-09-08 09:03 pm (UTC)"Sit still damnit," he rumbles. "Gotcha some food, should help you with the healing process."