Dustin felt the bed moving and at first it wouldn't register why the bed was moving like someone was moving up it. He protested but felt someone close but not touching him. His eyes slowly began to open and long butterfly lashes slow rose up. He just stared half awake and it not really registering that she was merely a foot at most away from him. That they were face to face. He tried to go back to sleep but the pillow started shaking like it was in an earthquake. Letting out a cute sound of protest before his eyes opened back up and his eyes just stared for a moment at the cute potuy face. Suddenly it all began to register. With a yelp of surprise he flailed and fell backwards out of the bed. Dragging the covers with him mostly. He fell in a way his bare chest was in plain view yet the blanket angled and still covered his back and side. He just looked up at her in his weird body positioning and blinked away the sleep. "I'm awake..." He said in a half asleep slur. He wasn't sure how long she had been in the bed and honestly wasn't sure it mattered. His cheeks were flushed a bit from her being so close. He might be jumpy and timid with some skittish tendencies but he wasn't blind. Reni was a beautiful woman and he was after all male. He just thought with his head and somewhat his emotions more than his sexual organs. He looked at her and blinked away the sleep. "I'll be ready in a moment." he said with a yawn. Stretching which made his muscles flex. Getting up and rummaged around in the drawers. Grabbing a black pair of pants. A black tank and a red over shift that only buttoned up halfway that had patterns of crimosn red thread sewn into it. The dark shade of red more color than he wore on most cases but it  was still dark enough that it satisfied his preference for dark colors. He would look really good in lighter colors. He went into the bathroom and took a quick shower. Washing his long strands of hair. His two red strands of hair that was the bangs framing the side of his face seemed a lighter red when wet for some reason. Soon he was dressed and his hair was being french braided as he looked in the mirror. He soon had the braid done all down his back. Tying it off with a black band he had left in the bathroom. Headed out as he buttoned up the top. He rubbed the sleep from an eye with a fist. Stretching again and looked at her. "I'm ready I guess." He said. He really wanted to go back to bed. That was the first night he had truly slept and all those other nights of no sleep to little sleep hit him hard after that one good night of sleep.