Now that he isn't surprised anymore, Alistair blinks some sleep out of his eyes before looking over at Aconite. Oh. She's here. And he nudges her slightly with his head.

Strange's goofy smile falters a little bit when Shura mentions the fact that he doesn't have spare bed. Oh. Shit, she figured that out, didn't she? He gives her a smile, trying to seem like everything's fine.

"Ah, about that. As it turns out, I don't have a spare bed. Still, you were blind, I wasn't going to let you sleep on the couch."