Gravescratch has two recharge settings; “I am around predators but need rest” shallow napping, and “I have found a safe place goodnight world” too-deep-to-be-woken-by-anything-but-searing-pain sleep. 

Having an actual berth triggers the latter, evidently. 

Which is why the presence of another person in his space doesn’t wake him up. Honestly, it helps that the person in question is small, round, smooth, and not trying to eat him.

When he does gradually start to wake up, he just rumbles softly and curls tighter around the heat source, pressing his stomach against- 

Wait. 

This is new.

‘Three assorted optics flicker open, focusing on nothing whatsoever, and most of his antennae perk in odd directions rather than swiveling towards the sound. It does take some time to get seven optics and six antennae back on schedule after a good long sleep, after all. 

So, rather than trying to look at or listen to whatever it is, Gravescratch picks his helm up slightly, lolls out his tongue, and licks at- what turns out to be someone’s face. 

Whoops.

This is a person. 

There is definitely a small, round, pleasantly warm person in his berth with him.

But he’s alive, not in pain, and not restrained, so… probably a friendly person. 

Now who the Pit is this? 

He doesn’t remember yet.

Therefore, more licks. Along with plenty of inquiring sounds. 

Really, his only thought right know is “???” without even any words. He could wake up quickly if he had to, but he seems to be fine. Whoever this is tastes fairly calm, and they’re nice and warm.