[ It takes him a few moments to catch up with this sudden turn of events, enough time so his brain can idly comment on the architectural style and the era it comes from and it's around that time that he finally realizes that he's not alone in the bed.
A second later he realizes just who his bedmate is.
Heart firmly lodged in his throat, Reid scrambles to get out of bed. Naturally, this has mixed results and it's not nearly as quiet or graceful as he'd like, eventually leading him to stumble over the side and onto the floor. He's just happy he didn't actually end up naked, although the t-shirt and pyjama pants aren't exactly ideal either. ]