Nuray does.

"So, I kind of recognize you, but, like, how'd you know he was here and why the whole rescue plot?"

"It's...kind of a long story."

The interior of the shack is if anything even less impressive than the outside, and almost as short on places to sleep. There's a sagging couch covered with a ratty old blanket, and a small side room has a mattress on the floor. He directs them to the latter, laying the unconscious guy carefully on the mattress. 

"The short version is, I didn't." 

"You didn't?" Pidge repeats, having followed them in.

"Then why were you there?" 

He leans against the doorframe of the bedroom, not so casually putting himself between Captain Shirogane and the rest of them. 

"I...knew something was going to happen tonight, something was going to arrive," he says, picking his words carefully. "I just—didn't know it would be him." 

"From the aliens?"

"Sort of, it's—look, can I explain this in the morning? You guys can argue over the couch, I've got some spare blankets and shit somewhere." 

"Is there any imminent danger?"

Shrug.

"Your guess is as good as mine. The Garrison'll be looking for Shiro, and maybe for you three as well."

"...Oh yeah shit we're gonna be in a ton of trouble when they figure out we're not in bed."

"They might have already."

"You two can go back if you want," Pidge says from where he's sat curled up against a wall. "I can erase the camera footage from the med tent, they'll never know we were there." 

She shakes her head. "No. This is - big. This cover up. The aliens."

"I'm with Nuray," is all Akira says.

"Alright. I'll still erase the footage, though." 

He yawns.

"...dibs on the couch." 

Akira nods; he's not planning on sleeping, anyways.

"Sure thing."

She'll just use Akira as a pillow.

Their host, who keeps neglecting to introduce himself, produces blankets and pillows. 

He curls up on the bedroom floor next to the mattress and...possibly sleeps.

Pidge talks in his sleep, very quietly. Very little of it can be made out, but the name 'Matt' repeats a few times. Or was that 'Dad', or maybe both? 

Akira keeps watch, over the others and the man they rescued alike.

Their rescuee has night terrors, very quiet ones. He wakes up several times gasping in terror, eventually giving in and staying awake when the first light of dawn starts to peek in through the windows of the little cabin. 

For the first few moments after waking, every time, he seems disoriented, looking around the room as if he's seeing somewhere else. 

Either their host is a very light sleeper, or he's pretending to be; he blinks awake every time Captain Shirogane does, talking to him quietly until he calms enough to fall back asleep. Akira, in the other room, is too far away to hear what they say to each other. 

In the morning, the closet turns out to contain a change of clothes in Shirogane's size, despite the fact that he's easily half a head taller than the only person who lives here. 

He goes outside to watch the sunrise, trying to move quietly through the main room so he doesn't wake the people still asleep. 

Akira nods at him, though since Nuray's still using his lap as a pillow he doesn't get up.

He gets a nod and a small smile in return, the expression somehow managing to convey gratitude and a hint of friendliness. This morning, Captain Shirogane seems very different to last night's half-mad prisoner raving about an alien invasion.

If Akira hadn't been awake for the nightmares, he might be fooled into thinking the man had entirely recovered from his ordeal.

A little later, after a breakfast of miscellaneous canned food—including what looks like appropriated Garrison field rations—the five of them convene in the cabin's main room for some overdue explanations. 

Pidge is bleary-eyed but awake, nursing a mug of coffee and glaring at the world.