"Better," Lex decided, giving himself a moment to wake up before he looked at Blue. She was still a mess of color, but one that was slightly more detailed. He could at least start to make out specifics, like where her lips were. And with that knowledge in mind, he stole a quick kiss and pushed himself to his feet to stretch. "Good enough to do that, at least." Which, to be honest, was incredible even in its own mundane glory.<br/><br/>With the sunlight pouring in from the windows that he was now aware of, everything in the room was painted in bright yellows and soft oranges. It was just bright enough to give Lex a pretty good picture of the room they were dubbing their own. The table and chairs that Blue had described to him looked so very official. He still had to wonder what kind of meetings this room saw, exactly. He'd been right before, when he'd thought that seeing his surroundings would just make him find something else to stress about.<br/><br/>Deciding to turn his back on the long stretch of table, he turned to Blue instead. "Stashing out here doesn't sound like a bad idea actually. I don't think I've slept that well since way before we ever left Termina." There was no way to be sure if that was a testament to the silence they'd been granted, or the comfort that sleeping with someone inherently brought, but he suspected that the quiet had a lot to do with it.