Watson pours himself a coffee from the thermos, along with a splash of cream. He's calmer by now, the adrenaline fading, settling into a normal level of alertness. Which is still fairly high, all considered, but at least it looks more normal.

"I did notice you were in our cabin overnight," he says, casual. He shakes his head. "I'm a light sleeper at the best of times, you see. But you're welcome to talk about it, if you want."