"Time for bed, Elena, we have a long day ahead of us." He turns to the old woman and says, "If you'd excuse us, will be going now." He hated being polite, but she was old.
"Elena," he grabbed her by the hand, "come on, we don't have time for this."
The reached the room and Dovan let out a sign. "Damn, she was annoying. Elena if you'd please close your eyes and turn around, I'd like to prepare for bed."
She did as she was told and could hear metal hit the floor. A ruffling of cloth then happened and finally he said, "Okay, done." He had tucked himself on the right side of the mattress. "Your turn," he said facing away from her with his eyes sealed shut.