[ Passed out on the ground is a pretty appropriate way to wake up from this, because it feels like a historically unprecedented hangover. Awake might, however, be the less-unnerving state to a robot-illiterate observer who expects people to lose consciousness with their eyes closed. The only visual difference between the two is that he stops moving, mostly.
Simon’s awareness trickles back slowly; his vision is almost normal, dissolving into discolored pixels only intermittently in floating blotches, but everything else is slower to catch up, like he’s defragging.
He tries to grind the heel of his hand into his eye and it clanks against his faceplate instead, and croaks out in what would be a remarkably normal groggy voice were it not for the persisting static: ] Hayame?
no subject
Simon’s awareness trickles back slowly; his vision is almost normal, dissolving into discolored pixels only intermittently in floating blotches, but everything else is slower to catch up, like he’s defragging.
He tries to grind the heel of his hand into his eye and it clanks against his faceplate instead, and croaks out in what would be a remarkably normal groggy voice were it not for the persisting static: ] Hayame?