Ahmaht had a long and dreamless sleep, waking feeling rather refreshed and glad that he'd gone to bed before anyone else, he'd managed to get a good night's sleep before the day's journey. It wasn't Zel that awoke the large foreigner. Or rather, his knocking hadn't. Once he'd tried to wake Sigrun, Ahmaht woke up, hearing it. He lay in bed for ten seconds, as was a habit. Ten seconds of observation could save your life. He opened the door almost immediately after Zel knocked, weapons strapped to his back. He gave a nod in greeting to the stone man, as well as a smile, and walked past him, greeting both Sigrun and Larea with a smile and wave. "Good morning."