And away from here.
Going to sleep in bed didn't lend itself to waking up on the ground.
He was not in the house.
Definitely nowhere near most of his clothes either. Tugging at his oversize pajamas a bit, he got to his feet and looked around, his other hand shoving his hair back behind his ear.
Well, moping around wouldn't help him find his brother in this place. And he did hope his brother was here. Especially after the hell of the place before the house.
Thus, he carefully started to pick his way towards the nearest tree. At least he could throw together some shoes. And get a walking stick.