(Author's Note: I may or may not be projecting my own stims onto the Heart.)

Mornings would typically be the part of the day where everyone in the Tridential Sovereignty, the Heart included, would be groggy and quiet since they either hadn't gotten their caffeine fills in yet or hadn't fully woken up. Today wouldn't be so different if it weren't for the fact that the Heart had napped almost the entirety of yesterday away and had woken up this morning way too early and way too hyper—as one does—which meant that he was probably going to be fidgeting the entire day.

Surely enough, when you exited into the hallways of the psyche, the Heart could be seen pacing up and down the hallways with more open space to them to avoid accidentally running into something. He was tugging at one of his sleeves with one hand and holding up the strings of his hoodie to chew on with the other, stopping for a moment when he heard someone enter.

"Oh, is-...is someone there? G'morning!" He murmured with half-assed wave in the direction he heard your steps, wings flapping at his sides. "Uhm...who is it?"

As he waited for you reply, Artemis mumbled some random, unintelligible nothings to himself.