[A nod is given, though Dion's curiosity still wriggles within the back of his mind. He has more important things to focus on though, such as finishing off his very last bite of bread, and then arranging his dishware properly. He stands, thankfully without swaying this time. His knees do still feel a touch jelly-like, but he'll be able to manage well enough like this.]
How about that? [He flashes confident smile, before crossing the room just as Joshua had. His own bowl is set down before he turns back.]
The bed, then? [He nods to it before... realizing that might not sound quite like he would have liked. Quickly, he adds:] The sheets, I mean.
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How about that? [He flashes confident smile, before crossing the room just as Joshua had. His own bowl is set down before he turns back.]
The bed, then? [He nods to it before... realizing that might not sound quite like he would have liked. Quickly, he adds:] The sheets, I mean.
[Greagor smite him.]