"Sorry 'princess' but that isn't going to happen," Joby said with a soft smile knowing he'd probably die for what he said, but didn't give it too much thought. He leaned down next to her where she sat in the corner and held out both his hands to Dimitria, hoping she took them. His apartment was a standard living quarters for Imperial Officials, but he figured soon enough he would get upgraded to a bigger space. He turned his head slightly to see his clock on the wall, which read 2:26 AM, then moved his attention back to Dimitria.