Chase practically dashed into the bathroom to make their separation as short as possible. It was probably the quickest tooth brushing session he'd ever had, stepping back out again and grabbing his new pair of mushrooms socks and his boots. He didn't bother putting them on, figuring he could do that at Kiley's room if she really wanted to get out of there.
He made a quick round of checking the caltrops, ready to set a few down when they were heading out the door. It was almost like running on autopilot, particularly now that people were talking about more break-ins. Poor Hathaway. "Okay," he paused before he stated that he was ready, watching her for a second, chewing on his lower lip. "Do you want to borrow my sweat shirt again?" It was the next best thing to wrapping her up in his blanket from home for comfort, he supposed.