Dan hadn't slept. Not due to any sort of inner brooding monologue or some such nonsense, but rather due to both the discomfort of the beds and his thoughts of his soon-to-be travelling companions. As a group, they were disfunctional and likely very dangerous, but on a case by case basis... He couldn't stand Judo, that was for sure. Something about how aggressive the guy was mixed with his weird... Pseudo-intellectual language made Dan angry. Like, impotent fury brewed inside him just thinking of that guy. The two sisters, as well, weren't exactly at the top of his "make friends with" list either. They seemed close in a... Bad way, for him at least. A bit insulated and likely hard to convince to take his side on any issue. Given the one CLEARLY had a thing for Jailbait, he knew they were likely to come into conflict with him.

The chlorine girl, Chloe... She actually seemed alright to Dan. In fact, if it weren't for the small tidbit about initially attempting to kill him and being with these other weirdos... He might've actually 'made a move' on her. Fortunately he had enough common sense to realize the last guy that had tried anything wound up dead on the nightly news. But still... She appealed to him, for some reason. It was hard to get out of his head.

Fortunately, after a somewhat vigorous ten minutes of personal time, out of his head it was. Aaaand... It was about the time for them to depart. Half an hour, the priest had said. Half an hour was plenty of time for Dan to get ready to go.