She'll find Galadan seated in the room's single chair, with the lamp at its lowest illumination. (It makes his head ache less.) He gives the impression of someone who has not moved from that chair in quite some time.

This would not be an incorrect impression.

The fact that he licks his lips as she enters, gaze flicking to the bag in her hand, has nothing at all to do with a sudden, sharp pang of hunger.

It has still less to do with the empty water glass resting on the table next to the bed.

And there's this bridge . . .