Rayner slept soundly through the trip, short as it was, and didn't notice the tears or prayer, jouncing lightly against Celeste while his chest rose and fell in steady slow rhythm. It was when she stirred him that he came to, hand snapping up and grabbing her while he looked around bleary and confused for a moment, nodding and stepping out after her, stopping to remember to remove his sword as well (a hard thing to take a car ride with strapped to your back). He stumbled a touch and rubbed his eyes every few seconds, forcibly making himself move at first. But as short as the nap in the car had been, he seemed to make full use of it and then some. It wasn't hard to tell from the slight stiffness and bags still under his eyes that it was only a brief reprieve, even as focus came back to him and he even managed to smile to her, trying to not let it show too much that Celeste wasn't wearing anything under the coat. After all, rich people sometimes wore fancy long coats.... sorta like that, only nice instead of beat up and heavy, overtop of their clothes for going out, right?<br/><br/>Even so, he went through the customary conversations at the front as quickly as he could without just blowing off the well mannered folks running the place. Charlie had said... a room. In this place. Damn. He'd stayed at Celeste's place once, and the Heaven or Hell suites, but even so these places always got to him. Luxury far beyond what he'd ever known, or really earned.<br/><br/>Celeste was supposed to know the passcode. So, as soon as he figured out where they were going exactly he'd check with her quietly to help navigate to the room and open it up, still a touch oblivious to how Celeste was doing, though he gave her a concerned look as they stopped outside the room, finally with a touch of privacy, but for the moment just gave her another kiss on the cheek instead of questioning her.