Achilles was sitting in his tent that he shared with Patroclus and occasionally Briseis. He was humming a tune that he often played on his lyre -- Patroclus' Mothers lyre. He was lain on his cot, waiting for Patroclus to get back from educating some of the girls that were given taken from the Trojans. He watched the tent flap, watching every second incase Patroclus got back