[At precisely 6:07 in the morning, Polnareff's bedroom door opens and a person pads inside. Pads is the appropriate verb to use here, because the person who creeps in can't weigh very much at all. Forty, fifty pounds at the most. They're dressed in something too big, apparently, because after a moment there's a muffled shout as they trip and thump against the floor. But whatever, it's fine! They're still sneaky! They're still totally sneaky as they creep into the room!
Their room, by the way, but it's not as if he and Bruno haven't been trading off where they sleep.]
10/7, morning
Their room, by the way, but it's not as if he and Bruno haven't been trading off where they sleep.]