The water had eventually turned cold. He had been allowing his body to relax within it, his eyes opening to the dark room around him. He had not bothered to light any candles. Honestly, he did not need them. His eyes fine with seeing in the dark due to the abilities gained with this curse. He slowly stood from the water, letting it run off of him, before stepping out onto the rug that had been positioned under the tub so one was not stepping off onto cold stone. He picked up his towel, wrapping it around his hips. From there, he made his way to his own room. The place silent as usual, he made little sound himself. He sighed slightly, before letting the towel drop.

The others had given him a pair of what they called pajamas, something more simple and comfortable to sleep within. He never wore the top, but the bottoms were alright. They were simple, black in color. They had seemed to know him well enough, that such flashy things were not his style. He did preferr it simple in the long run. He moved to the bed, sitting on the edge. His eyes for a moment moving to the window. He wondered where the girl had gone when she left. How far had she gone within the woods...she seemed to plan to stay out there for the night. That was fine with him. At the moment, both of them needed a breather, they needed time to process, what had happened.

He laid back, frowning slightly. He closed his eyes, allowing himself to relax against the pillows. She had asked him to help her. It went against his promise to Alexander and to the family. It went against who he was. She was asking him for murder and for suicide. He clenched his hands lightly, his nails digging into his skin a bit. She would be back, but still, how would the two of them react to one another when they saw each other once more. He could not dwell on things for now, it would do him little good at the moment as he had thought before. He pushed the thoughts from his head, calming himself in the silence and within the darkness.

He turned over upon his side, letting himself relax into the covers and the pillows. His breath and heart slowing, near to the point one might think him dead as he allowed himself to slip off into slumber for the night.