"No." Parrish frowned. "I haven't seen a single person until you," he said. Who was supposed to assign shelters? He had no idea if there was somewhere, like a welcome center, where he was supposed to go upon arrival. If so, he'd completely missed it.
On the one hand, he could certainly take care of himself. He had slept under the stars plenty of times, and while it wasn't his favorite way to spend the night, he wasn't too concerned about it. Even in this strange place. He had a feeling of peace about it, really. But damn, a shelter would be nice.
"You don't have to wake him up," Parrish said with a shake of his head. "I'll figure something out." And he would. He always did.