Boxten was in his room, still in bed, having not slept as much last night as he usually does due to a bad dream, his eyes fluttered open with a worried pout on his face, slowly sitting up and rubbing his grogginess away with the back of his hand, however not standing up just yet, letting himself take a moment to contemplate on the dream he had, the dream that left him restless, the dream that played on his acrophobia and pulled on his emotional strings.

"I-I should probably talk about this with Astro later..." He muttered to himself, bouncing his knee slightly in nervousness.