[ Reyson is in Gold; he is so qualified to talk shit about it. He's been mentally commanding the thralls to bring him tea and so forth out of necessity and is real mad about how good he is at that in comparison to his bladework. ]
You might as well make yourself comfortable.
[ He moves over so there's more open space on the bed, as clear an invitation as he can make without writing one in formal calligraphy. He does not like to think about how a closed door is not enough to assure privacy, but that is how it is living in a populated castle in which some of the residents can turn into rats and climb around in the walls. ]
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You might as well make yourself comfortable.
[ He moves over so there's more open space on the bed, as clear an invitation as he can make without writing one in formal calligraphy. He does not like to think about how a closed door is not enough to assure privacy, but that is how it is living in a populated castle in which some of the residents can turn into rats and climb around in the walls. ]