Hearing her suggestion of taking a nap, or was it an order? Probably an order knowing Elena. Feeling her arm grab his and drag him off, he followed after her, knowing he didn't have too much of a choice in the matter. He knew that look well after all. She had worn it often when he had been in his druggie phase.
Arriving at the room, he glanced in before turning to Elena and taking the number before he returned her hug. "Likewise Elena. Popping up here, I thought you were gone forever. I'm glad I'm wrong." He watched Elena go into a room. He'd figure out who's room it was later. Heading into his room, or what was now his room at least, he went to the bed and curled up on it. He would keep Elena safe. No matter what he had to do, Elena was not going to die here.
Even if he had to take up arms to fight, Elena was going to stay safe. He closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep, exhaustion, stress, and worry finally taking it's toll on him.