Lalo's cabin is a bit smaller than some of the others nearby, the layout more open. If that weren't enough, he's a light sleeper anyway. So of course the window crashing down is enough to wake Lalo and send him padding out towards where Chloe is hovering by the window, dressed in red men's flannel pajamas, albeit looking a bit threadbare around the arm and leg holes.

He rubs the sleep out of his eyes, before his expression finally turns into a grin. "Well, now," he says, voice almost eerie in his cheerfulness. "What do we have here? I knew you wouldn't make it out in time one of these days."