He had dug into the food, knowing he would recover faster with food in him.<br/><br/>As the bell awoke him, he swore under his breath, and rolled out of bed. He hit the ground running, still in his armor and paused only long enough to grab his weapons, idly noting he had recovered enough for a couple minor spells, but nothing serious to attack with. He drew his sword and revolver, and stepped out of the inn, ready to defend the town.