She was used to sleeping in uncomfortable places and comparatively, Kat found it easy to fall asleep on the ground. That was, after she managed to clear her thoughts and relax into the warmth of Dante's arms. She made a point not to show it but Dante always made her worry spike and her thoughts race.

At some point in the middle of the storm she'd turned towards Dante and was curled against his side. The jacket laid on the floor near the entrance of the cave as the young creature rushed off into the day light. Kat rubbed at her eyes, inhaling a sharp breath. She had no idea what time of day it had been or how long they've been asleep but the sun was out now.

She gently shook Dante's shoulder, careful of his wounds and whispered in his ear. "Good Morning Dante. It's time to wake up." They should really get back to town before it started raining again and she wanted to have a better look at his wounds.