Mourning Out

The sounds of birds chirping filled the air.

When Kir awoke, he had a brief flashback to memories of one of his past life's alarm clocks, one of which had been on his holowatch, before remembering everything that happened the night before, up to Noir cleaning them both off with magic before they fell asleep.

A satisfied smile rose to his face as he felt Noir pressed against him. As gently as he could, he removed his arm from the older man's back as he braced to stand. Rising up, he saw that no one else had returned while they were asleep, so he quietly donned his pants and stepped outside.

The first thing he noticed was that he could see as clearly as if it were daylight, and the second thing he noticed was that the sun wasn't even out. Just a sliver of it on the eastern horizon, judging by the sky.

Ducking back into the tent, he decided to store his things before-

Where were his things?