Chivy had slept soundly enough for over an hour, but by the time Sefton returned he was spending more time tossing and turning than actually resting. He didn't sit up immediately when he heard Sefton doing whatever it was Sefton was doing, but he did look that way around when Sefton had started looking at the box. He felt like he should say something (honestly, he was kind of surprised Sefton hadn't bolted this morning, after what happened the night before), but his mind was pretty blank. Before he could dwell on that too long, though, he felt a sneeze building and managed to get a tissue just in time.