It's still hard for him to focus, even slapped awake; the heady magic in the air is subtle, yet powerful, and he can feel the almost overwhelming desire to simply crawl back into bed and close his eyes once more. The sphinxes stir slowly, but they recognize the feeling of the magic, and start working to fight it off. Blossom is more difficult to wake, and even then, seems to be the least resistant, barely able to even keep her eyes open.<br/><br/>As he makes his way down the hall, he'll hear the sounds of fighting, and furniture being moved around, in Meridia's room. It sounds as if the dragons have found each other, already.