[Saer's Room]

((I slept in...way too much.))

The slacks were first. "My Nexus home would be the plan." He said it cynically while he shoved his arms through a shirt, like he anticipated some sort of obstacle to keep them from reaching it. Clearly, he was not in the best of moods. "And when we get there, I'll show you to your room, assuming the furniture has arrived by now, and then --" He stopped mid-sentence and mid-buttoning of his shirt. He appeared to consider something, like he was trying to decide if it were a good idea or a bad one, amusing or disastrous.

He slowly resumed buttoning the shirt, finishing the sentence without having made up his mind. "...And then we shall see."