Asher walked in and sighed. The bird fluttered in and he smiled a little. It was weird being here and not in his huge, ugly house... Asher shook his head and wondered what bed to choose. Brownwich landed on a bed near the back of the room and Asher chuckled. Well, it was decided then. He walked over to the bed, set his things down and just lay on it, looking at the ceiling, exhausted.