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>The both of you went to grab the Noivern.
>Derek was sleeping, and it was very hard for you to wake him up, but you did.
>He wasn't exactly thrilled.
>Barely moving and completely disoriented.
>When you got him to the door, he refused to move outside.
>"S-Sorry, I-I can't," he said sluggishly.
>"Holy shit, that's a strange feeling," chipped in your colleague, probably overwhelmed by how telepathy worked.
>"Why can't you leave?" you asked calmly.
>"I-I don't know. M-Maybe the light?" he said sluggishly while shaking.
>"This is of no use," you said.
>"What is the problem?" asked your colleague.
>"The only way in or out of his house is through a window. He is in no state to try to climb in," you said.
>"Besides, he behaves differently based on light levels, and he seems to be too tired to even try at this point," you continued.
>"So what now?" asked your colleague.
>"I guess we'll have to wait till evening and try again," you said.
>"Aren't you afraid that he might trash up your house or steal anything?" asked your colleague with a concern on his face.
>"Nah, Derek's chill. We watched The Dark Knight Rises together," you replied.
>"A strange way to judge someone's character, to say the least, but I guess you have other reasons," he continued.
>You turned your attention to Derek, who was slowly drifting back to sleep.
>"Derek, are you still there?" you asked him while waving your hand in front of his eyes.
>"Y-Yes..." he answered, desperately trying to stay awake.
>"Good. Now listen to me. We will return for you in the evening; try not to trash the house in our absence, ok? And if anything happens, I left the back door open just in case," you said to him.
>"O-Ok. I'm just gonna go to sleep," he answered.