"Imp?" Naael asked, quietly, scowling, her weapon drawn. She wasn't going to let a demon take her by surprise, this time. She gestured for Ivriel to follow, quietly, as she moved aroudn the outer edge of the room, trying to make sure there's nothing lurking that might surprise them, before approaching the bed.<br/><br/>(Stealth of you've got to be kidding em another -3? -1 total. Also, blind as a bat: Alertness of -1, too.)