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_{[Looking around him, Anders brushes a wet lock of hair off his face as bits and pieces of how he'd gotten here float back to the surface. The surprise of his rude awakening dims to understanding. Right. He'd been reading, trying to distract himself--

He lowers his hand a few inches, probing his stinging cheek. Apparently that hadn't gone exactly to plan.]}

No kidding.

_{[For the water and for the obvious warning he shouldn't be sleeping. In contrast to his wet clothes, the sarcasm in his voice is bone dry.]}

Did you slap me?

_{[Look, he's still stuck on why he woke up a drowned rat with a headache.]}