"Gh!" Gyre chokes as he wakes up. He's not where he fell asleep. He doesn't know where he is, but even these cots are too comfortable for him to be able to sleep. He blinks blearily around, shoving himself up onto all fours and looking out the closest window.

"Fuck. Fuck--" he mutters, repeating the word again and again as he realizes how early it is, and stumbles out of bed. He can't be awake right now. There's no way he's going to be able to function like this, and while he registers that Seth is in this foreign room with him, he's going to walk right by him without comment.

And then uh out the door. He needs to find out where he is or else find someplace to sleep. Either will work for him right now.