He bolted awake, and swore as he realized he had been wrapped in a blanket. That she had moved without him bolting awake was a bad thing, but that she had touched him was intolerable. He couldn't, wouldn't sleep easily in a room with someone else, but she had managed to confine him without disturbing him. The guildmaster had a hard time sneaking in without him waking up. If someone had tried to retire him while he had been wrapped up, he would have had a far harder time of stopping them than he normally would. It had been five months since the last pup had tried, and he was due for another soon. He swore, and tossed the blanket back onto the bed, before composing himself, and stepping out of the room. He had a reputation to maintain, after all, even if it was simply words, they would intimidate others into not engaging him. Easier to win a fight that never happened, than any other type of fight.<br/><br/>He settled himself, and then headed out into the common room, checking with the barkeep to see if there were any messages for him before deciding what to do.