“I’ll eat, and just catch up on my thoughts,” Will said. Looking to Tuck, he asked, “Is the spare bed made up? Sorry, it’s in the nursery, but I’m sure you’re not gonna be fussy. And if you are, I’ll just turn on the starry lights for you.” He smiled and turned back inside, so as not to block the doorway, and to give Elijah some space. He still wanted to talk to Tuck about everything, and have a moment to decompress before he allowed sleep to happen.