Andrew notices the yawn and grins, but doesn't comment. He's on the lookout for anyone that might interrupt them along the way to his assigned room, mostly waning to get James tucked in before he even tries to make longer term accommodations or explain anything to anyone (not that he will explain beyond the barest minimum).

At last, he pushes open the door (he never bothered to lock it on the way out) and gestures James inside. "I'll get that cot and see about letting people know you're not here for a murderous rampage," he says. "You sleep."