During the ceremony, Gideon stood alongside the rest of his team with enough bandages to appear as if he really should be in a hospital, a number of dressings wrapped around his arm as well as across his chest and right leg, the only visible blood was that which seeped through his arm's wrapping. Despite his injuries he refused to be viewed as the weak link in the team. Thus, Gideon's presence was on his volition to be present with the rest of the team, despite his body's requests to rest. Even his eyes had lost their steely intensity and appeared ragged and tired.
Therefore it was no surprise when he followed Ineko and the rest to their room in complete silence. When they arrived, he appraised the room with a searching gaze, and it only took half a second for Gideon to find what he was looking for. A bed. For the first time in a while, his parched mouth opened. "Is there a preference in bedding I should be wary of? I do not mind where I sleep but I would like to sleep soon." A simple question, but somehow the entire team understood it was an urgent one.