Italy! The air was cold with snow.
He came back into his soft, warm room.

Luxurious it was.

And luxurious the deep, warm bed.
He was still asleep when the man came noiselessly in with the tray: and it was morning.

Aaron woke and sat up.

He felt that the deep, warm bed, and the soft, warm room had made him sleep too well: robbed him of his night, like a narcotic.