He was a star spirit. How was he supposed to know he needed sleep in this world?
Still, Geno didn't bewail his exhaustion. Really, he brought it on himself, staying up the previous night (the first night they shared together, in Moleville Inn) to watch the stars. He couldn't help it, being fascinated by seeing his home from a different angle, identifying the stars he all knew once before. He had spent the entire night, up until the sun peeked over the mountains, counting them all, smiling wistfully at each one he recognized, as if seeing an old friend.
It wasn't like he regretted it all. He just felt that he could've gotten in at least an hour or two of rest. Especially now when he could hardly keep his eyes open. Though wooden they were, his clunky eyelids felt incredibly heavy.
But at least the explanation at the Mushroom Kingdom castle had gone by swiftly. Princess Toadstool had been returned safely, and Mario seemed rather glad she was alright (even though the doll could see his di