With a heavy sigh Clay throws himself back into his pillow and the bed creeks under his weight as he slightly bounces. With a loud yawn he folds both hands and the gun behind his head and beneath his pillow.

"Hey, look I'm sorry, it's alright you don't need to sneak out. Just don't do that again alright!" Clay calmly and gently says as he tilts his head to look sideways at the intruder.

"So what's ya name and what are you doing here?" Clay asks with a friendly grin.