"I lose my way going back to bed quite a bit. Here, boy, clean yourself up a little bit." It's a random wad of clean tissues that Alistair had kept around for the slightest of reasons, but Bayard is more than welcome to them to help clean up the dried drool on his lips.

"Tabris is looking for you, but it seems I found you first, hm?" He smiles a little bit, ruffling the younger's hair. "Why are you awake-- or, perhaps asleep? -- at such an hour? Is something the matter?"