Not by so much as the flicker of an eyelash does the Aes Sedai show any reaction to the state of the room or any of its contents.

Or to the sleeping cavalier, for that matter. Moiraine studies her carefully, noting her breathing and position, looking for signs of pain or distress.

"Gideon." The cool, serene tones slide between each loud snore, clear and carrying. "Gideon Nav. Are you well enough to wake and hear me?"

If she is not, Moiraine will proceed nonetheless; however, if she happens to be on the edge of awareness, it would be best for there to be no unpleasant surprises... for anyone.