When you put it that way, I suppose I am. [he can't deny he'd enjoy a warm and comfortable spot to curl up, but he wouldn't exactly call himself cuddly. Not because he doesn't want to, not necessarily, but because it's not something his people do. Springtide are the sort who keep separate beds even once married. Druid, like himself, don't even have someone sleeping as close as the same room.]

I could say the same for myself. This has been a nerve wracking bit of travel. [keeping some company couldn't hurt, right? The man was friendly enough. He'd thought the Rahuth he'd met to be the same way, if crash by his people's standards, Silas had still liked them.

He'll wobble himself down into a sitting position, not far away, taking up the offer to join]