He tilted his head and nodded. He grabbed his backpack and walked to where he saw her bedroom a little earlier in his skulkings. Stopping slightly, he turned his head and noticed she was a sleep... Or just had her eyes closed.
"Kalí̱ nýcht, épese énas," he whispered softly.
Closing the bedroom door behind him, he set the backpack down again and pulled out a pair of dark gray sweats. Quickly stripping and slipping on the pants that counted as his sleepwear, he folded up his other clothes and set them on the dresser with his boots at the foot of the bed. His jacket he hung across the boots.
Stretching slightly, he reached over with one shoulder and lightly scratched at the brand on his shoulder blade before collapsing on the bed. The vampire didn't really get cold or feel temperature changes. So he was pretty comfortable just laying on top of all the sheets.
His eyes closed and he was off to dreamland... If vampires could truly dream.
[[ "Good night, fallen one."
Timeskip~ ]]
Markus could tell time had passed. Though he didn't know how much. With a twitch of his nose, he opened his eyes. His position didn't really change much and he slipped off the bed anyways. He wasn't hungry or anything. But he wanted to check on Riley. Surely she had enough time to finish healing her wing.
Nodding once to himself, he went to go check on her. Not really caring if he was shirtless at the moment.