The squeak that announces Lin's approach seems half-entwined with the nightmare it interrupted, and the druid rouses himself in confusion and sudden anxiety-- until Lin's entry reveals a less-frightening silhouette than the mouse had feared, and after a moment to wetten his throat with a swallow the relieved mouse groggily speaks back. "...Of course. Just..." mumblingly trailing off into silence, he's soon restlessly asleep again himself.<br/><br/>Normally needing only a couple hours of sleep, the druid rests longer than normally, compensating for the fitfulness of his sleep with an extra allowance of time for it. Once he can't bring himself to sleep longer, Chrrou creeps from the bedroom and its menagerie and instead sits sentry-like outside his door, staff resting over his lap. The snatches of speech picked up by his sensitive ears briefly make him start to turn back, not wanting to eavesdrop, but on finding the speech unintelligible, he judges it harmless to remain.<br/><br/>When morning proper approaches, he goes to bathe, re-clothe, and re-armor himself, returning to the central room with much on his mind but little to say about it, eyeing about the group and listening so as to gather SOME sense of the party's sizable new accompaniment.<br/><br/>{{Erf, no spell picks yet either. I'll try to have that done before reading this thread again.}}