Trillen looked almost like he saw a ghost as Kate went on and on about how they could change up his room. The look of horror could actually be considered comical as he fought to quell the panic welling up in him. It wasn't a bad kind of panic. Just one where he felt like he was out of his depth. "I think the plants will be enough for now miss Kate. I do not want to put you out too much and right now, I find nothing wrong with the furniture that I have." And he really did not. In fact, it was the most furniture he had ever own. The fact that he had the option to sleep in a bed was fascinating to him. Not that he would ever use that option. He liked the pallets on the floor a lot better, but it was nice to know it was there for right now.<br/><br/>Stepping up into the carriage, he leaned back against the seat and closed his eyes. The rocking motions had him in  half way to sleep daze. He wasn't all the way there and if Kate decided to talk to him, he could still respond. He was just very relaxed at the moment.