No offer to help her up. Chivalry was dead.

"Yeah, yeah," Mitsuki said, massaging her temples and rising shakily to her feet. It was bright out. And the sky was pink. Not sunrise orange or sunset purple. Just an unnatural shade of pink. Not exactly comforting. At least the girl testing the invisible barrier between them and home seemed amused by the scenario.

And was Mitsuki going to take orders and poke everyone she could awake? Well. The answer was usually no to the taking orders. But she would do it anyway because the reactions to waking up were bound to be amusing.

Death to Akira if he ever told anyone about her own.

She casually nudged the roller-blading interloper with her foot.

"Hey, stalker-senpai! Rise and shine." She glanced back up at the pinkish sky. "Actually, hold off on the shining."