The door to the lab creaks open, the light from the hallway spilling and illuminating the form that is resting on the couch. Another night, where he had been pouring over Council matters or the Hexcore.

The footsteps he hears against the floor are familiar to him, thus he doesn't wake. The door closes, veiling the spacious room once more in darkness, before hands lightly shake him.

"Huh-?" He opens his eyes, groggily, looking for any potential threat. When he finds none, he almost goes back to sleep, until his eyes adjust in the darkness and land on you. "Oh. Hey." He yawns, rubbing his eyes, sitting up, concerned by your presence at this time of the night. "Are you okay?"