Abel nodded and shrugged out of the small pack he had. Dropping it on a bed, he began digging out the usual small traps he used whenever he had to sleep in civilization. It only took a few minutes to put some over the window and around the door.
"I'm not picky which bed to take," he murmured, keeping his voice down more out of habit than any need.
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"I'm not picky which bed to take," he murmured, keeping his voice down more out of habit than any need.