Falling asleep to the sound of the television in the background was something that Moe has always done. There was something comforting about it that he couldnâ€™t quite place his finger on. Once he was out, he slept like a log. There was usually hardly anything that could get him to wake up after he fell asleep; once he was out he was out, usually took a hell of a lot to get him up. It usually really annoyed the hell out of anyone who tried to get a hold of him for something important. While he slept he did somewhat vigilant just in case Korra decided she was going to free herself from her handcuffs in some way however. There was little movement from her corner that she so comfortable placed herself fin. All she seemed to do was cry though and he didnâ€™t blame her. Eventually he just forgot about it and fell asleep anyway.<br/><br/>He didnâ€™t get much sleep that night. The case was on his mind, he doesnâ€™t usually get a lot of sleep when he was on a rough case. He tossed and turned most of the night and it had not been fun. On one occasion he had left the room and walked to the vending machine to get himself a Pepsi. He needed something cold and water hadnâ€™t cut it for him.<br/><br/>The next morning he woke up to find that Korra had not moved from where she was and sighed to himself. This was going to be yet another long day, he thought as he shook his head. Poor girl looked like she didnâ€™t get any sleep whatsoever he almost felt sorry for her but again he didnâ€™t really blame her. How could she sleep at night with the blood of her supposedly best friend on her hands? Now that it was being brought up she should be crying, but that was the somewhat cruel side of him speaking. If the situation were different then he probably would be trying to comfort her. But all he did was shake his head and sigh at the sight. It was pitiful, almost made him a bit sick. How dare she cry over someone she killed, acting innocent? Assuming she was a liar she was definitely a damn good liar and she was going to be a tough one to put away.<br/><br/>Moe decided to put that aside for now instead of speaking about the case first thing and started the morning like he usually did by taking a nice hot shower. Morning were not really his thing anyway, the case could wait for now, heâ€™d rather not socialize until heâ€™s been awake for at least an hour or so. Same went for work as well whenever he went in early. He grabbed fresh, clean clothes from his suitcase before stepping into the bathroom. Showers were routine to him, he use to think they were comforting but now it was just another part of the morning that he did over and over almost like a machine. Once he was finished he threw the clean clothes on and tossed the dirty ones in the corner deciding he would pick them up later.<br/><br/>â€œRise and shine,â€ he said in a forced cheery tone and false smile. Whether or not he was mocking her or trying to motivate her to get off her ass and move was unknown. However, he was not that childish in spite of hisâ€¦ occasional outbursts. Sometimes things like that had to get out but they werenâ€™t getting out much here; this was probably the somewhat anti-morning side of his personality shining a bit. â€œWe have a long trip ahead of us. I think Iâ€™m going to escort you back to your apartment and let you pack a few things before we take our leave.â€