[Siffrin exhales a relieved breath as Isabeau provides an answer that's both logical and also the one they were quietly hoping for, and nods along with it to demonstrate that agreement. Perhaps a little too eagerly, but let them live, it has been a hell of a day.
For her part, Odile glances between the two of them for a moment, letting that pause hang in the air just long enough to say all the things she won't vocalize herself, before the corner of her lip quirks up.]
Can't argue with that. I'll round up Bonnie. See you there whenever you two are ready.
[With a last pointed look at Isabeau, she gives a loose wave and disappears back around the corner toward the party. Siffrin waits until she's vanished to sag back against the wall, a breath of soft laughter escaping him.]
When you put it like that, I think I've had my fill of the House for the rest of my life.
[He hadn't even really thought of that, so wrapped up in pathetically clingy thoughts, but it's a very good point and one that goes double for him. He'd hardly deny any of the others if they wanted their own room for a night – that sort of thing has been a rarity since long before Dormont, given all their travels – but Siffrin has spent far, far more than his fair share of time in that House.
Appreciative, and maybe also hoping to distract Isabeau from immediately jumping back on more awkward subjects, he gently bumps Isa's shoulder with his own.]
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For her part, Odile glances between the two of them for a moment, letting that pause hang in the air just long enough to say all the things she won't vocalize herself, before the corner of her lip quirks up.]
Can't argue with that. I'll round up Bonnie. See you there whenever you two are ready.
[With a last pointed look at Isabeau, she gives a loose wave and disappears back around the corner toward the party. Siffrin waits until she's vanished to sag back against the wall, a breath of soft laughter escaping him.]
When you put it like that, I think I've had my fill of the House for the rest of my life.
[He hadn't even really thought of that, so wrapped up in pathetically clingy thoughts, but it's a very good point and one that goes double for him. He'd hardly deny any of the others if they wanted their own room for a night – that sort of thing has been a rarity since long before Dormont, given all their travels – but Siffrin has spent far, far more than his fair share of time in that House.
Appreciative, and maybe also hoping to distract Isabeau from immediately jumping back on more awkward subjects, he gently bumps Isa's shoulder with his own.]