Raschen would sigh some. They were taking far too long. he knew the Hyane Fuhrer well and at times he would be lazy if it suited him. it seemed this night would be no different.<br/><br/>"I do believe we will have this night to ourselves here..." he mumbled as he stroked his chin. "They will deliberate until morn, I think.." He said as he glanced to her, seeing her put away more than a fair share of Hyane wine which was for lack of a better word...potent. Very little went a long way but the drink was so smooth it would go unnoticed in the drinker. He gently rested a paw over top the goblet.<br/><br/>"Moderation, My dear.." he said softly before shrugging off his harnesses, setting them aside on an unused chair. He stretched his long arms to his sides, every muscle of his nimble frame making it's existence known in the gesture he made solely for comfort.