[ Essek gave an incline of his head in acknowledgement, a lock of hair curling against his cheek riotously and dangerously, and a smile that spoke of knowing such equally dangerous secrets. He very quickly then showed Bren the armoire with different garments hung inside, just as old as Essek had promised they would be. While Essek was showing Bren some deeper details of the room, Frumpkin went to make his home on the coverlet and waited patiently for Essek to be done so that he could cuddle with his long-lost master.

Which Essek would never fault the familiar. After all, Frumpkin never slept in his room-- it was the arrangement that they had made fastidiously. ]

I will find you a little after I wake up and then we will go directly to the library; feel free to ask anything of the staff. They have been cautioned not to wake you up, but ring the bell once you arise and they will bring you up breakfast.

[ His fingers itched to touch that cheek but he did not. Oh how he resisted it.

Instead he looked up into Bren's eyes with a softness there ]

May your dreams be of safety and warmth.