A highly amused smile crossed Magnus' face at Avis' whistle. If he hadn't felt impressive wearing the suit of armour before, he certainly did now. He also made a motion with his arm when he saw Avis starting to reach out, but when she crossed them instead, he likewise attempted to avoid the awkwardness of shoving a gauntleted limb forward for examination, and instead followed up the motion fully and scratched the back of his head. Smooth. "Oh, certainly. The main issue is the work, really. I wouldn't mind putting together more things, but I don't think everyone would be willing to go mining. It gets hot down there." He was of course referring to the temperature and limited airflow, but his mind went back to the events that happened while he was in a mine that day for a moment, and he cleared his throat a little awkwardly out of instinctive reaction.<br/><br/>Moving on to the fight, the discussion became more serious after the momentary goofiness of their choice in words. "I couldn't say, honestly. We don't really know anything about anybody. This entire day has been...Well, it's been something." He shrugged lightly, lowering his arm to rest it on the bartop. Thus far, he trusted Anora's word more than Lason's, by pure virtue of her helping out while Lason had threatened to murder everybody. First impressions could be very important. "Our best bet is to get some rest and get out of town as soon as possible. I doubt he'd come back to cause more trouble tonight, but I don't want to risk anything tomorrow." He stoop up straight again, rolling his shoulders a little. "I'm headed to-" His words cut off, as his entire body was easily plucked off the ground and slung over Sheo's shoulder. A surprised noise replaced the latter half of his speech, and at Sheo's voicing of her intentions, a bright pink flush erupted across his cheeks. "Oh, um, yes," He answered. "Third one on the left."<br/><br/>As he was carried off, he gave an apologetic look to Avis and Atisha. Resigning himself to his fate, he disappeared around the hallway that led to the bedrooms, eyeing the various other objects Sheo had nabbed on their way back. He wondered what everything was for and how it could possibly be used for adjusting his suit's fit, but he knew full well that likely wasn't going to be the only thing going on in there. Couldn't complain there. As the door was shut and locked behind them, Magnus fidgeted a little, somewhat uncomfortable with his armour pressing into his stomach while he was being carried. Maybe a fit adjustment was a good idea.<br/><br/>Set down for a moment, he turned around to face Sheo and ask her what exactly was to be done, but he was silenced when a strip of cloth was put around his eyes and secured tightly. He had to wonder what that was for. While he only vocalized a confused "Eh?" in regard to it, he had a few overtly innocent guesses. Maybe enchantments gave off light, and Sheo wanted to protect his vision? That justification went flying out the window when she proceeded to put him on the bed and bind him to it. He didn't resist, but after he was tied, he wriggled around to test the strength of the cloth. "Oh," He mumbled, the blush returning in full force. He 'looked' in the direction he heard Sheo making sounds in, taken by surprise when she seated herself right on his torso. Her weight knocked the wind out of him for a moment, but he managed to stabilize his breath as she went on to explain enchanting.<br/><br/>Even in his compromised position, the lecture was actually quite interesting to listen to. Magnus was never much of a magician, so learning about the intricacies of mana was almost always teaching him something new. While he was tempted to ask for clarification, the only noise he managed to muster at first was a stifled sound of interest. Sheo soon continued doing whatever it was that required sitting on him, and Magnus soon picked up the pungent scent of the condiment that had been stolen from the bar, and a moment later, felt something wet being rubbed across his face and the bridge of his nose. He recoiled lightly at the sudden coldness of the liquid, pressing his chin into his neck as the corners of his mouth sharply dropped. "Ech," He complained momentarily.<br/><br/>His focus was quickly shifted when he felt Sheo changing positions, and he took in a deep breath with his chest made less constricted. He still felt her weight on him, but at least his lungs could properly expand again. Halfway through a generous inhale, he paused when he felt Sheo breathing on him, the smell of alcohol intensifying tenfold. The knowledge that she was now so close, as well as the tone of voice she delivered the suggestive question in, made him blush an even deeper shade. "Oh, um, well," He paused, clenching his jaw and taking a nervous swallow. "There, ah...There's what we talked about, in, in the mines." While he couldn't see, and his blindfold was secure, the movement under it suggested he was attempting to peek under the lowermost part of it, through the space between the cloth crossing his nose and his cheeks.<br/><br/>It was going to be one hell of a night.