Things around the property continued to stay quiet as Lex and Forest slowly made their way back to the house. Their footsteps were muffled by the soft grass folding beneath their toes and all Lex could focus on was the sound of Forest's voice and the gentle choir of crickets behind them. A few more times during their conversation Lex stole glances at the moon, awed by the ring of hazy white light seemingly surrounding its edges. There was little time to appreciate things like the moon and stars when constantly watching out to ensure no raiders were sneaking up behind you while you slept. The night sky and Forest's charming drawl left Lex feeling calm and hopeful as the two separated, Lex returning to the upstairs bedroom he had claimed as his own. He sighed a little breath of relief to see Mason wasn't there waiting for him, still wanting what Lex had subtly denied him.<br/><br/>Lex slipped back down onto the soft mattress, his head hitting the pillow and almost instantly falling into unconsciousness. The day had worn him out, and even the gentle stroll around the property had drained him of any remaining energy he had from the day's events. He slept soundly, dreamlessly, his body sinking into the mattress as if it were molded just for him. It had been too long since he had slept without worry nestled at his ear, whispering haunting words and tainting his dreams.<br/><br/>It was late when he awoke. The sun was already shining brightly through his bedroom window, illuminating particles of dust dancing in the air. Lex sat up, reaching his long arms high over his head and sighing contentedly as the vertebrae in his back popped. He dressed himself in his old clothes, heavy with dirt and sweat. He decided he'd ask Forest if there was someplace he could wash them, perhaps wash himself. He yearned to scrub the travel from his skin. Perhaps it would help him feel at home here.<br/><br/>The boys were all downstairs in the kitchen by the time Lex shuffled in, bashful grin on his too-pretty face. “Seems I'm a bit late to the party,” he joked, sliding up to Forest and peering into his pot. “Look at you. Up all night chasing ghosts and still up early enough to cook everyone breakfast. Aren't you just a darling.” He smiled, catching Forest's eye for a moment. The young man was exceptionally handsome, even with bruises dotting his otherwise sunkissed skin. Lex wondered why Mason was so adamant that he just stay away from Forest. Their late-night talk had been nice, and Forest didn't seem to mind him all that much yet. He shrugged it off, thinking little of it.<br/><br/>“Morning, boys,” he chimed, turning toward Mason and Wallis. “You both slept wonderfully last night, I hope? Quite satisfying being able to relax in a proper bed again, innit?” He squeezed his lean body in between the empty space between them, grinning. “Mason, you all right, love? Got those circles beneath your eyes again, mate. You rest up or did you lie about tossing and turning all night?”