08-19-2018, 01:00 PM
Luca often went a while without sleep as well, although he considered his reason a good one. Even if he didnt have to deal with the same nightmares that had been tormenting him for centuries, he had reasons for being awake when he was supposed to be sleeping. He was nocturnal by nature, with dulled senses during the day and a constant fatigue that followed him, but there was just so much more going on during the day. Most of his clanmates were diurnal, so he often tried to match his schedules with them despite the blow it delivered to his health. Recently he has been taking a lot of naps though, so he was doing a little better than usual. Still, his movement was slow as he made his way through the territory of the typhoon, trying to adjust to his old corrupted body. He hadn't been expecting to come across anyone, much less someone passed out. As soon as he caught sight of Kirishima he found his pace quickening, paws carrying him semi-urgently towards his crewmate. "Hey, this guy probably needs a medic," he called out halfheartedly once he grew close enough, reaching out a paw to give the feline a bit of a prod.