By the time she came back into the main room, he had apparently gone ahead and made himself comfy on the rather spacious couch which dominated its center, laying down and looking up at the ceiling before turning his head to face her. Her choice for sleepwear wasn't a huge surprise, although he did find it amusing that she seemed so unassuming at the moment and not at all like like the descendant of some far-flung drug empire. "Questions in my mind? Not much aside for the fact that I'd like some of the bed's pillows and a spare blanket. It was you supposed to be asking five questions anyway, that was the nature of the exercise." It was possible she might have forgotten about that little exchange, so the reminder was put forward politely.
With a light sigh of exertion he pushed himself back up into a seated position and adjusted his hair a little. From the look in his eyes he must have started to feel tired and with the temperature beginning to drop sharply now that the sun had long since set, the need to rest and be comfortable really set in.
