Shimmering Sands days turn, faster than a minute

Engel murmured mutterings in his sleep. He was still influenced by the seeds somewhat, and had fallen asleep soon after Poppy had. She woke up before him, and would no doubt hear his mutterings that were...not for young ears. Not till he felt something prodding at his neck did he stir awake, and smiled up at her. 

"Poppyyyy, how are you?" he asked, slurring just a little...then noticed a bit of a smell. The same one as before, but now that his head was clearing a bit...he didn't want to believe it was that, so shrugged it off.