Your eye cracks open marginally, a groan escaping you as you roll onto your side, your stupidly hard 'bed' being made of nothing more than... whatever the rest of the Changeling hive was made of. You never paid attention in school, but you think it was bug vomit or something. When the sight of the two pony-shaped bug guards entered your narrowed field of vision, you gave them a glare... or tried. Seeing as your eyes were hardly open, you just ended up shutting them hard.