Sparkle kind of stood there, awkwardly listening to Atton leave the message before, deciding he was satisfied, making his way to the little attachment bathroom and starting to sponge himself off in the sink.

... That shirt was going to be a write-off, so he just left it in the little wastebasket next to the toilet. There wasn't exactly a better place to leave it, really.

And a few minutes later, when he felt slightly more human, he kind of wobbled his way out of the bathroom again and hung out in the doorway.

"So... sleep was a thing that you said could be a thing?"

... Thing?