"Wasn't sure if you ate." Billy brought the tray over then and set it down, and then set about stripping himself down to his socks and underthings. While they camped, they both tended to just keeps their clothes on, for better warmth in the cool nights. In towns, though, it was variable, depending on their exhaustion.

Billy sat down on the edge of the bed and untied the cord from his hair, letting it fall.

"There's soup and bread," he said, as if Goodnight didn't have eyes of his own.