Pointing at the skeleton room,
"Saw bunks in there."
He pulls himself off of the floor and heads back into the bone scattered room and plops down on the nearest stone bunk. Seeing that it's dwarf/gnome sized, he slides sweeps away the nearby bones with his feet and lays out his bedroll on the floor and the lantern on the bunk.
After cleaning and tending to his weapons and armor, he lies down with his head propped and facing the door, munches some dry rations and reads a book of poetry by the dwindling light.
"I can keep first watch, if you like," he offers, knowing that the book is a two hour read.
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