Just like children sleeping

So I'm like, super not in the mood for a party right now. I totally think I'm gonna sit this one out, 'kays?

[He's just going to stay home, take care of his husband, and guard him with his life.]

[And try not to die again. God.]

[OOC: Yeaaaah, I know we're still backdating the mirror shenanigans, but those are all supposed to happen in the first day or two that the mirrors were around, so. He's back to life, not that he's let anybody know about the dying in the first place, besides Liet.]

[Poland is sleeping in a random room with the door barricaded, as he has been for a lot of the time since his return to the normal side of the mirrors. There's still a lot that he doesn't remember, though it's been coming back to him in bits and pieces. Plus, he's worn out from his ordeal with the Queen, and bummed about his encounter with Mirror Elaine, and he's probably hiding from Mirror Lithuania by this point, and he doesn't even know half the shit Mirror Poland got up to and he's already sick of it.]

[The camera gives a clear view of his face. His sleep is fitful, and he seems to have tangled himself up in the blankets as he struggles against some unseen trouble. Every so often, a little wisp of memory will circle the room, enter into him, and disappear. He seems to be sleep-talking, too, though rather predictably, none of it's in a language that anyone but he and Liet are likely to understand.]

[He wakes suddenly, with a look of loss and longing on his face. For a few seconds, he looks around almost frantically for the things in his dreams, only to have his face fall when he realizes they're nowhere to be found. Confused and overwhelmed, he buries his head in the pillow and sighs.]