Near moans when he wakes up, for the first time in forever. He's mostly been unconscious, alternating from that and sleep over the past few days. His neck still hurts, as expected, because it's not fully healed. His mouth is a lot better though. His blood doesn't seem to be coming back, because the blood cells of the candy-people do not divide as rapidly as normal humans, if at all. He's as white as a sheet, and his hair is a little paler, and much more limp now. His entire body is limp, in fact.

He's actually awake now, though, which must mean something. He feels the warmth of the blankets around him, which means at some point he moved himself under the covers... Either that, or Mello did it for him. He really can't remember much, and his memory seems to stop at the point when Mello took the book from him, and kissed him. It's blank after he remembers their lips touching, like it triggered memory loss. He sits up, and opens his eyes, but doesn't get a chance to look around, because a wave of dizziness washes over him immediately, and he's forced to lie back again, closing his eyes.

"Mello?" he calls weakly, not moving from where he's laid back down, "Are you here?"

"Meelllooo?" She's slightly dazed, blinking awake. She remembers falling asleep in th other girl's lap, and now doesn't feel her pressence.

She blinks a few times and opens her eyes, sitting up a little and looking around. She lets them fall on the brunette, and sighs before flopping back onto the bed.

... where are her clothes?

She looks down and sees that not only is she a he again, but he's wearing nothing but his boxers.

Near's room, at first look, is pretty plain. The floors are hard wood with a rug on them in the middle. To the left, there's a white desk with tidy stacks of paper that don't appear to be written on, and a few pens. His bed has a white frame, and a white comforter. It's accented with light blue, as are some of the pillows on it. A white bedside table is home to a small lamp, a picture frame, and a book.

To the right (the same side as the bed) is the closet. The far side of the room has a door leading to the bath room, and a book case with neat rows of books. There is a small cabinet just under the book shelf, which probably contains puzzles and things. It looks almost too clean, like a room in one of those 'model homes' where people can walk through and see the layout of a house they may buy one similar to.

"This is my room," Near says as he opens the door.