Atlas had gotten in a bit of a nap somewhere in the wee hours, but he'd woken up once Pleione got up for her shower. He hopped in once she was finished, then sat with her until it was time to leave for the appointment.
He'd taken a chair next to her in the waiting room, hands folded in his lap. He might have looked outwardly calm, but inside, he was about ready to start fidgeting and tapping his feet from impatience. "I'm sure they'll be out soon," he said, taking her hand.