Alaric is so fresh from the shower that his hair is still a bit damp. He's dressed, but not dressed - meaning his hair is down, and his feet are bare, but he's wearing a pair of black sleep pants and white t-shirt. He is curled comfortably on the sofa with a cat on his lap, browsing lazily through the network with a cup of tea beside him.

He's not sleepy, just waiting on Anders to put in an appearance and being very, very warm and relaxed while he does.

This place has definitely become home for him, more than he would have imagined possible. That realization leaves him a touch introspective but as soon as Anders is in the room, whether he arrived from his own room or somewhere else, he looks away from his device and gives Anders' a warm smile that, really, kind of defines 'lighting up'.