[As those in the coma began to wake, there was one of the defenders who did just the opposite. Jason dragged himself to his bed, carefully curled on his right side (his left arm is bruised, bloody, and clearly broken -- though at least set) and promptly went to sleep.
Which, sure, that checks out, but then he keeps sleeping...for nearly a whole day. As much as one can measure days around here when it's always dark. His lantern still glows, if a little more battered than it had been, but Jason is out.
As time starts to stretch into a second day the comatose sleeping turns into twitches and groans, occasionally a spark pops off of Jason's skin.]
2. roommate stuff?
Which, sure, that checks out, but then he keeps sleeping...for nearly a whole day. As much as one can measure days around here when it's always dark. His lantern still glows, if a little more battered than it had been, but Jason is out.
As time starts to stretch into a second day the comatose sleeping turns into twitches and groans, occasionally a spark pops off of Jason's skin.]