There were three bedrooms. Brodie'd find one easily. If he were actually awake properly, he would have thanked the Aussie for his fine assistance but instead sort of just scuttled along the carpet, off in Vicodin Land where unicorns gored bullies and people thought it was a good idea to go parasailing. "I don't want to step on a baby," he declared at the mention of baby steps. Well really, who did? It would've been very messy.