There's a knock on the door, same as every morning, and Ruel comes in without waiting for a reply, just as predictably. He tosses a change of clothes and a couple granola bars onto the end of the bed: "C'mon, kid, we've got stuff to do today."
That's a lot to take in, a lot to try and process. He looks back up to the sky.
She leaves him be, while it seems like he's still thinking.
He's not sure he's really figured out what to do with the information, but he at least thinks he understands the general concept, and staring at the sky is definitely less... stressful.
Well, she'll leave him to it, then.
After a while, he starts to nod off on top of the pipe.
She clicks her tongue to get his attention as she approaches, and offers a hand down.
He blinks at the hand for a moment, and then accepts it.
The pipe isn't wide enough for her to lead him without crowding him, so she settles for following, ready to catch him if he stumbles. She pulls out the phone again when they get to the bed: "Good night."
He's pretty good at not stumbling, even when he's in new surroundings. "G'night," he mumbles sleepily.
She heads back out, and returns a few hours later, shortly before sunrise. She's quiet, but it's hard to avoid at least a little bit of splashing.
He wakes at that - he normally sleeps light.
"It's just me. Time for bed."
"Oh- Ah- Sleep well?"
She nods, humming a sleepy acknowledgement, and climbs onto the mattress, still careful not to touch him.
That probably won't be that hard, he's curled in a very small ball.
-He's not sure what to do. He feels like he should be doing something. But he also doesn't want to disturb her.
So he stays very still and quiet, and will probably doze some more throughout the time she's sleeping.
She stirs a few times in her sleep, tensing up, but doesn't come fully awake until nearly noon, not that there's any way to tell what time it is where they are. When she does, she stretches and sits up, checks her phone, clucks disapprovingly at it, and rifles around in the box to retrieve a power pack and charging cord. That taken care of, she asks, "Have you eaten?"
"Uh- um, no?"
She nods and rifles around in the box again and comes up with a box of chocolate chip mini muffins, which she examines the writing on. "You can have one of these, or something else. There's chips and nuts and meat and candy and fruit."
"I- uh- whatever's easiest?"
Muffins it is, then; she hands him a packet and opens one for herself.
He's still hesitant to take it, but he does, waiting until she opens her own before opening his.
When she notices his hesitation, she makes an odd face and retreats up the pipe with her packet, leaving the phone behind.
-He doesn't know what to do with that, but he does eat, quickly.