The tweeting and chittering of birds woke Heero up.
Temporarily confused and disoriented, he jerked and sat upright, then regretted it; he had to remain still for a few seconds while his body and gravity reached a compromise.
His eyes widened for a few seconds as he noticed that a thin white cotton bedsheet had settled itself around his waist and on his legs.
His chest was bare. He was exposed. Anything could have happened to him while he'd been sleeping.
He couldn't remember. But he planned to do a full examination of himself once he remembered. Or sooner, if he could manage it.
Sunlight touched his face and spread its reach over the bed. He reflexively squinted and turned away.
Finding out where he was took priority. He could fill in the rest after that. Then he could make whatever move he needed to make...once he remembered what that was.
He looked around and cursed mildly.
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