[If they're not careful, Dion is liable to fall asleep like this. The idle chatter keeps the worst of his tension at bay, and the warmth does wonders for keeping his body relaxed. Nevertheless, he reminds himself to to stay awake, less he end up pinning his companion in a difficult position.

The tea helps, in a way. The fact that he has to keep the cup balanced gives him a task to focus on.]

I know what you refer to. They were... far from pleasant. [His nose wrinkles.] However, I have to disagree. On rare occasion, my father would request snails for us to partake in. The texture alone was... unpleasant.