[ Despite her attempts to keep quiet, William's acute hearing picks up all the soft shuffling of her feet. But it isn't until he feels the blankets shift that he lazily opens his eyes. With the moon shining through the window as his only source of light, he can make out even less than before. Still, he looks up to where Grell's face must be and speaks in a calm and tired tone. ]
Behave yourself or you're going back to the sitting room floor.
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Behave yourself or you're going back to the sitting room floor.