He grabs one more thing from his room-- a cane from Ekkehardt. If Peter's caught him after his visit to Ekkehardt, he'll probably notice his limp has eased significantly. The papers are tucked in a roll into a pocket in his torn up jacket, the pencil behind his ear, leaving his hands free for the cane and instrument.

He frowns and makes a thoughtful noise Peter's way. "Well it's not your nightmares if you haven't slept and it's a little early for mid-term stress," He says, trying to go through the possibilities. "Maybe you're catching a cold? Would your sense notice something like that?"