Nova goes still when Zev's head falls onto his shoulder, barely daring to breath because he doesn't know what to do.

The he shuffles carefully closer to Zev, doing his best not to disturb him, until he's close enough that they could legitimately be considered to be cuddling.

He's determined to keep watch while Zev sleeps.

Zevran lets out a tiny, pleased moan, and tucks his head further into Nova's warmth.

His smile widens slightly.

-despite his best intentions, he's too tired to stay awake.

Zevran's back hurts. His arm is numb. But he's warmer than he remembers being since- before. He slowly starts coming back to himself, remembering what happened, but when he opens his eyes and tries to lift his head, he finds there's a weight on it. He shifts slightly, confused, and sees Nova, still sleeping, cradled around Zevran just close enough that they could be cuddling. 

Zevran's heart just about stops. He doesn't want to move, doesn't want to disturb this. He's wanted it for so long, and seeing Aaren and 'Chelle's easy affection made that longing burn. Being this close to Nova is like sitting in the sun. 

He savours this closeness one last time, before gently lifting his head, holding Nova's in his not-numb-hand. He carefully lets Nova's head droop onto his own shoulder, and moves away slightly, so Nova isn't frightened. He then works on getting feeling back into his hand.

Nova, amazingly, doesn't jerk immediately awake, but he wakes fairly soon afterwards. "I- I'm sorry. I- meant to stay awake. And keep watch."

(There's no indication that anyone has tried to get into the bathroom at all.)

"It's okay. It's my fault. I didn't even give you the knife."

Zevran stands, with some effort, his knees are sore, and goes over to the door. The lock is still in place, and nothing indicates they tried to get it. If Zevran is truly honest with himself, he didn't think that they would. He just doesn't know why anyone would care about them. He knows why he cares about Nova, and that's about the only sure thing he knows.

"What...what are we going to do next?" He says, half to himself. He doesn't really expect an answer.

He doesn't get one beyond a shrug.

The smell that is slowly permeating the bathroom from the kitchen might suggest 'eat breakfast' is a viable option if he cares to investigate.

It does smell good. And Zevran is still hungry. One bowl of soup will not make up for a week's starvation. 

He turns back to look at Nova. "Do you want to stay?"

He doesn't know. But maybe Zev'll get more food, and look healthier again and-

"I, yes? If you think- it's safe?"

Zevran looks back around to the door. Everything about this seems safe. Warm clothes, lock on the door, plentiful food. 

But he remembers growing up like that. He was given much. While Nova-

"I don't know if it is. I- I admit, I'm lost."

Nova gets to his feet slowly. "I- we can leave later? Can't we? He- he said we could?"

That does put Zevran on more solid ground. "True. And we may as well have a few warm meals while we can get them."

He gives Nova a reassuring smile that he himself doesn't quite feel.

Nova relaxes some and smiles back - Zev will keep him safe.

"All right," Zevran says. The demon voice in his head chants takehishand! but Zev doesn't, knowing that it isn't right. "Stay close."

He unlocks the door.

There's a backpack propped up against the cupboard door. It appears to be stuffed with blankets, there's two of the throwaway plastic rain ponchos, and also an entire box of energy bars.

Aaren can be heard humming in the kitchen, along with the sounds of cooking.

Zev kneels down to inspect the backpack. It's enough supplies to last them a while, if they're careful. 

He shoulders the pack, taking it with them into the kitchen, not trusting it to not be gone if they leave it.

'Chelle gives them a warm smile. "Good to see you on your feet, Zev," she says. "G'morning."

Aaren looks back from where he's stood at the stove and smiles at them. "Morning."

Nova stays half hidden behind Zev.

Zev nods back at the greetings. 

He motions to the backpack. “For us?”

"Yeah. No cost. Just. In case you were going to skip out before breakfast. Or any time after this."

"You are staying for breakfast right? What would you like to drink? Take a seat."

He looks behind him to Nova, eyebrows raised in question. Yes?