Soren followed Sable's instructions, climbing up the stairs to the loft and grinning at her. He kisses her and went to the door she'd pointed out, beaming and shaking his head when he saw she'd already laid out clothes for him.
He changed quickly and folded his own clothes, setting them down on a chair. He left his feet bare and set the socks down as well, then padded over to look at the bookshelves while he waited. He picked out a battered volume of A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man and went back to her bedroom with it. He sat cross-legged on her bed, opening the book - which was one of his favorites - and started to read.