[ The living dead are pretty much everywhere and Tavros is dog tired. Seriously, it's not fun trying to keep up with everyone when the terrain gets rough and he's not about to accept help no matter how tired he is. That'll just make him seem weaker than he is, ready to be culled.
But still. When he's this tired all he wants to do is sleep and when all he wants to do is sleep in a world filled with monsters, things get a little... dark. He hasn't been able to shake the nightmares. He'd never needed sopor but now? Now it was all he wanted.
So sleeping in a pile of host plushes he'd brought with him, the Taurus tries to roll over and groans. ]
FEAR I GUESS?
But still. When he's this tired all he wants to do is sleep and when all he wants to do is sleep in a world filled with monsters, things get a little... dark. He hasn't been able to shake the nightmares. He'd never needed sopor but now? Now it was all he wanted.
So sleeping in a pile of host plushes he'd brought with him, the Taurus tries to roll over and groans. ]