Raphael had been slouching in bed, idly flipping through a medical textbook when he heard the knock. He got up, surprised and almost alarmed, digging around for a bathrobe before he answered.

"Hold on." In the few months the three of them had been living together, Gabriel had always been as conscientious as he'd expected. She rarely interrupted him when he was in his room, especially not at night. It left him a bit uneasy, as he finally found a bathrobe stuffed in his closet, put it on, and went to the door, pulling it open, frowning slightly. "Come in. What's the matter?"