Cam is dipping a grilled cheese sandwich into a bowl of tomato soup when he feels the summons. He goes ahead and grabs it. Doesn't even drop the sandwich.
Cam is not going to run out of stamina first. He is a daeva. He can only get so tired and it's not that tired.
(He isn't tired, but that doesn't mean he is especially talkative right this second.)
Cam also doesn't get more than a little hungry, but after about twenty minutes of just lying there he nuzzles her and says, "Okay, time to go figure out how to talk to Chinese doctors," and starts disentangling.
"That's a good idea, thanks." He smooths her hair and gets up. Is the shower in an obvious place?
All right, nifty. In he goes. He takes a quick shower, makes his own soap but just enough for the once, and surrounds himself with hot dry air when he's done, meaning he is damp but not dripping when he steps out to retrieve his pants.
He laughs. He puts his pants on. He is dry enough that he stops actively adding air to the situation. He makes sure she is sufficiently obscure from the point of view of the door that he can let himself out, and he goes.