Vincent moved very little when he slept unless of course he was having a nightmare. But he felt safe here and the likelihood of that happening was slim.

Happily, he cleaned up, sticking any leftovers in the fridge and loading the dishwasher with their plates and utensils before going to take a bath.

He preferred baths because last time he took a shower, he slipped and fell. His backside was not a pretty sight after that. He made a mental note to get a rubber mat to put in so that he could take showers though, as a bath took a lot of time and water.

The new soaps he and James picked out were lovely, he scrubbed and combed and brushed the facility off of him, drying himself off by rubbing himself down. Hairdryers were noisy and he didn't like them much, but his fur dried quickly.

Putting on his new pajamas he headed for the bedroom. Hanzo had yet to come in so he crawled in under the covers on the side of the bed without the nightstand beside it. Curling up, he closed his eyes, though didn't fall asleep until Hanzo joined him.