Theo hadn't eaten lunch and was where he usually was these days, curled up in his big fluffy bed asleep.
Okay, curled up on Greg's big fluffy bed asleep; he hadn't wanted to sleep alone since he'd moved in, but he still had to at times because all he seemed to do was sleep. The lack of military organisation in the hut threw him off, so he woke up at the times when he was supposed to be showered and started stripping down, would get antsy and pace when it was the times that they'd force fed him. His system was still very much in shock and he still wasn't really eating, and so he slept.
The knock on the door woke him up though and he started awake, his hair a riot, blinking owlishly around. "Greg?!" he called out, slipped away in a nightmare for a moment and panicked.