Terry's chubby little body swayed happily from side to side.
"I don't feel uncomfortable at all… I actually feel really, really good. Just… a little sleepy."
His voice was thick with drowsiness, soft and heavy, as if sleep were already pulling him under.
Hearing that, Rory instinctively looked toward Yuel.
"Yuel… are you sure Terry's really okay? Why is he suddenly so sleepy?"
Yuel's voice was gentle as he explained, reaching over to lift Terry from Rory's shoulder and place him onto his own.
"Don't worry, Rory. After eating the Ebony Divine Fruit, he needs to sleep in order to digest its energy and channel it into the right places."
"Awwoo…"
Terry was already too sleepy to stay awake. As he listened to his father's voice, his consciousness quickly faded.
Rory watched as his small, round body tipped sideways on Yuel's shoulder, about to fall, but before he could, slender deep-blue vines curled around him.
