If Gwydion's arrival bothered him Roarke didn't show it.  He sat back as Cecily wiggled away, dropping back to sit on the floor as he lifted his arms above his head and interlaced his fingers in a languid stretch.<br/><br/>The banter between Cecily and Gwydion made his chuckle, but his attention was on Dawn.  She seemed relaxed and happy, at least for now, and that made him contented.  When Ce flopped back beside her and asked about spoons, it brought him back from his woolgathering.  "Oh fear not good maiden," he chuckled, "Sir Gwydion here always comes prepared."<br/><br/>He leaned back and rested his hands on the floor behind him, grinning and letting his gaze drift lazily over the two beautiful and delightfully naked female forms.