Raven looked toward the stairs. “Couch?”
Bear shook his head. “Ops floor starts up in a few hours.”
“I can sleep through people working.”
“You complained about training waking you up your second morning here,” Hawk said.
“I had higher standards then,” I snapped back.
Jackal leaned against his doorway. “I wouldn’t use the couch.”
“Why?”
“Because I slept on it in my boots for most of Tuesday.”
Bear looked over. “You also bled on it.”
Jackal frowned. “That was one time.”
Raven stared at the stairs. “I’m washing that couch tomorrow.”
Bear ignored them and pointed toward the opposite end of the hall. “Equipment room gets no heat. Medical stays clear.”
“Garage?” I asked.
Viper came back up the stairs empty-handed and looked at me as though I had suggested sleeping outside the perimeter fence.
“No.”
“Good talk.”
“My floor?” Hawk said. “If you need somewhere dry.”
I looked at his door, then at the narrow strip of floor visible inside. He’d definitely have to step over me to leave.
“Your room is not an option,” Bear told Jackal before he could volunteer it.
Jackal looked offended. “I wasn’t offering. She’d leave with tetanus.”
“From what?” I asked.
He considered his room through the open door. “Honestly, I don’t know. That’s why I’m warning you.”
A tired laugh escaped me before I could stop it.
The discussion continued for another minute because every practical solution inside the compound came with a flaw none of them had cared about until a seventh person needed somewhere to sleep. The couch put me directly in the middle of the operations floor before dawn, while the equipment room had no overnight heat. Hawk’s floor technically worked, though even he admitted the gap between his bed and locker would barely fit me without turning the doorway into an obstacle course.
Wolf remained quiet through all of it. He stood several feet away with his arms folded, listening while everyone slowly eliminated the building around him.
Then he spoke up. “My room.”
The hallway went still enough that I heard water dripping inside my room.
“No.”
“I have the biggest room.”
“Really? Congratulations,” I said sarcastically.