Zoticus, by the time she had gotten up and was wandering around, had long finished a refreshing swim. All of his things that he had left there were gone, back in his room.
The knock on the door was greeted with silence for a moment before he opened the door, a book entitled 'Shakespeare's Sonnets' in one hand as his pale blue eyes looked down to who had summoned him to his door. His brows rose slightly at the sight of what greeted him. "Ah, seems you're awake. How did you sleep?" He inquired as he looked over her. She had changed, and was wearing his hoodie again. It still looked massive on her and he could only wonder why she liked wearing it besides the scent that lingered upon the threads. As he awaited her answer, a small, little head popped out of the sleeve of his white button-down shirt, and Charlotte seemed to look at Avery with black eyes before flicking her tongue out toward the girl, then proceeding to slither up his hand and upon the book cover he held.