Jack woke from a restful sleep, and although a slight headache greeted him, he's been through worst. Sitting up he smacked his head against the board above him and he groaned as he attempted to rub the pain away. Finally he opened one eye after the other now rubbing the back of his neck for it was slightly tense from sleeping in the makeshift bed of hay. It was then that he noticed another form next to him.<br/><br/>Glancing over he narrowed his eyes on the face of a stranger, trying to connect a name or place he's seen this man before. Unable to place him, Jack looked away oblivious to the fact that the other man had no pants on and instead said, "If there is nothing I can help you with, I would like to ask you to find your own hay stack to sleep in."