He's up as soon as he hears someone outsidethe door, pulling it open on the second knock. It would've been the first if he hadn't gotten tripped up over the blankets- being cold sucked ok? Okay. He blinks, bleary eye'd and tense for a moment- Most people that lived in the house would just let themselves into his room. Someone trying to kill him wouldn't knock.

But it's North. It's north and he looks rough and he doesn't say a damn thing, just reaches up to hook a hand around the back of his neck and haul him into a quick hug. Whatever it is? it's bad.

"S'aright. I'm here. What do you need?"