Flair snaps awake, and for a few seconds he just blinks, making sure the room is real. It took a few seconds, as part of him was afraid that he'd be shifted back to the Asylum. Once he was certain that he was actually free of that mess, he laid back down for a few moments; enjoying the comfort of the bed and bed sheets. If he was being objective, he'd be forced to admit that the bed was of only decent quality and the sheets weren't exactly luxury themselves, but being an actual bed was amazing enough for the time being.

But all good things must end, so in a minute or so, he finally got up and began dressing and preparing himself for the day.