[ Troy has nothing but his pajama pants; reminded by it when he looks down to check on himself and hopefully the outline of his dick wont be too obvious to his gracious host. He rubs the side of his head and tries not to appear sheepish about this entire thing. Weiss is handling herself really well, and he can't help but think he's not the first outworlder to wake up on her bed specifically. ]

Right...

[ Of course, there's always something. Giant scorpions - he takes note of that in his head for later, but right now he's at a loss for words. He's not really much of a quippy guy either, so his senses are left to focus and take in this very icy decor as he follows Weiss down those spiral steps. ]

When you're feeling more awake, I suppose it's not too much to ask for a tour of the place? This world we're in. Not just this place you call home.