He's looking a little more lively this morning. The wonders of a solid night sleep, even if it wasn't particularly long. His arms similarly slide around Geto.

No secrets anymore, huh. He thinks for a moment. His techniques haven't been off for more than minutes at a time here and there since arriving in Folkmore. Well, after he left Euphoria, anyway.

"I think I could sleep for another week. But things are, um, quiet."

He's not sure if that's a good thing or bad thing yet.

"How're you, though."