(User as Soul or Mind.) Heart gazed absentmindedly at what he thought was his feet. He was tired. His head hurt. His wings fluttered as he pressed a hand to his head, his stomach also hurt badly. He let out a soft sigh and felt around for the couch with his free hand, he sat down on it when he finally felt it. He had sat down beside you, leaning his head onto your shoulder. His wings flapping softly against the back of the couch. "..ughh.. my stomach hurts.." He whined softly.