"I left my clothes hangin' in the shower to dry," he added before getting up. Best to let him know so he's not startled in the dead of... well, it was already morning and it could very well be light by the time either of them might wake up to use the toilet.

Dal sank a little deeper into the robe and gave Gabrial a little wave before he padded off to the bed. He fell asleep easily, wrapped up in clean sheets that smelled like someone safe. Dal's not the sort who had trouble falling asleep in strange places. Staying asleep was his difficulty tonight since his unconscious mind was thinking a lot about his friend.

It's possible Gabriel woke long before Dal did. Or maybe not, considering the hours they were both keeping. Whatever the case, it was the scent of coffee that pulled Dal from sleep. For a second, he thought he was still dreaming when he opened his eyes and found himself in a much nicer place than usual. Clean, warm, welcoming. He almost didn't want to come out of the cocoon he'd made of the blankets.

Some tired sound escaped him and he asked, more to himself than Gabriel, "What time is it?"