Unable to stifle his smile any longer, it spread across his face almost infectiously as he looked back at her. "Well if your father happens to corner me after your leave to deal with the council, I'll be sure to make that distinction for his assurance." The light jest drew a laugh from him, ever so aware of the comfort he found in this small room with this exciting woman. His mind kept running back to the thoughts of how lucky he was to be sitting here with her, flirting and laughing instead of being brutally displayed as a truce. It was like he just couldn't wrap his mind around the concept of the whole ordeal. Here he was,<i>sharing tubs</i>with the queen of the vampires, after a brutal and bloody war between their own kin.<br/><br/>"I guess we'd better get ready for the day then?" he asked, looking at her night garbs and realizing Caldwyn probably wouldn't want a student who couldn't be bothered to dress himself. "I am rather looking forward to meeting Caldwyn proper. His magics definitely intrigue me." Looking around, he wondered if Elara had one of her young maids bring him a set of clothes after they fell asleep last night.