That... actually sounds very appealing. Since they will be forced to wait, anyway, might as well try to be rested for the fight.

Kellon drinks directly from the alchemy jug like a man dying of thirst, fresh water pouring down his throat to soothe it. He accepts the morsel gratefully. "Oh, thank ye, lass... Very considerate. I can't believe you lot slept in that mansion after what happened yesterday."