While Mirana had taken the bed and Calia had taken the floor in the room Undol shared with them, the Lilliputian had rested on a table by the bed, using a few small pieces of cloth as his bed, sheets, and pillow. All that was visible of his tiny sleeping form was the blond top of his small head poking out from underneath his cloth blanket, his vest, shirt, crossbow, and shoes lying to the side of his haphazard resting area. Undol had gotten into the habit over the years of covering himself up while he slept so that his sleeping areas wouldn’t feel quite as vast to his diminutive form.<br/><br/>He didn’t get the best night’s sleep – overall, he got about six hours of rest, having woken up sometime during the night, unable to fall back asleep for about an hour. To try to distract his mind and make himself feel drowsy enough to go to bed again, he had taken a few splinters of wood and begun crafting a few cases of crossbow bolts, knowing he would probably need them in the future. For about 30 to 40 minutes, small scratching sounds could be heard from his resting place, audible enough to hear, but probably not loud enough to distract anyone but the very lightest sleeper. He discarded the half-used magazine that was in his repeating crossbow previously, loading up the weapon with a fresh one, not wanting to risk running out of ammo at the beginning of the next battle he would inevitably find himself a part of.<br/><br/>Still in the middle of the night, Undol stared out across the room with his finished bolt magazines near him, still realizing he didn’t feel sleepy at all. “What a night…” he said in a lamenting voice, quiet enough to not disturb the other occupants of the room. Deciding that he might as well lay down even if he couldn’t fall asleep, he settled back into bed, finally falling back into a slumber after about half an hour before he even realized it.<br/><br/>The rising sun shining in through the window awoke him a few hours later. “Geh – morning already,” the tiny man commented in an annoyed tone as he kicked his cloth blanket off, the cool morning air touching on his skin surprisingly as he was just clad in his pants. He would have preferred to sleep in, but the events of the previous day had wrenched their way into his thoughts and he knew he wouldn’t be able to get to sleep again. (going to assume for the sake of convenience he woke up before Mirana/Calia since I’m posting first). He paused briefly as he began standing up on the table below him, realizing he heard movement outside in another part of the inn. “Guess I’m not the earliest riser, but close,” he commented, glancing over to the sleeping form of Mirana lying in the bed next to him and seeing Calia’s sleeping form on the ground below. He briefly considered trekking out of the room on his own to see who was up, but a solo trek at this point would probably worry the Nekojin after the previous days’ events.<br/><br/>He briefly considered waiting for Mirana to wakeup, but he figured rousing her awake her up in a manner she was used to in the past might be the best medicine for her after her near-death experience the day before. Hopping off from the table over to the bed nearby, his tiny legs slowly walked over to catgirl’s sleeping face, his body kneeling down next to her nose as Undol neared her. Lifting up his right hand and bunching it in a fist, he began rapping on her nose annoyingly. “Hey, why don’t you wakeup, you lazy cat?” Undol commented in a mean-sounding tone that Mirana would probably recognize as him just being playful, “the sun’s up already.” He tensed his muscles, preparing to leap back away once (and if) the girl began stirring.