Dustfinger woke because someone or something was shaking him awake. Whoever it was, it was not Arty.

He jumped to his feet and dislodged a sleepy Gwin from where he was curled up against him as he did so.

"I'm sorry." He said. "No one was up anymore when I came I think. I must speak with someone who lives here please. I'll be gone right away then."

He looked at the ground in front of the other man's feet and hoped he would leave it at a scolding for being on the grounds without permission. His experiences with the police were not the best. He would have ran away if the other did not stand between him and the exit of the park.