I'm comfortable enough in this, but thank you. [ He does make himself comfortable, pouring himself a healthy sized drink of some sort of whiskey, and sipping it down, then, with a thought, pours himself another, and puts one in a glass for her as well, sitting back and relaxing on the couch. And before he realizes he's doing it... gaunt is asleep, shirtless and clad in only a towel, obviously exhausted by the day. ]