Cooper slid sideways off the bed and padded to the bathroom to dispose and tidy up.<br/><br/>"You know, I never even thought to ask," he called once he was finished flushing and washing his hands. "I think you must, though. While we were wandering around the garden I glanced up at the windows of the other suites. There was the crazy-looking baroque chair - I think it was a chair, anyway - sitting in one of the living rooms. Like a throne or something, with gilding and damask upholstery and a built-in footstool and whatnot. Wild."<br/><br/>Hands dried, he ambled back out and settled back alongside Sarah, close enough to be companionable but with enough space that he wasn't right on top of her.<br/><br/>"Can't believe whoever manages this place put it there. On the other hand, it is practically a castle..." He crossed one ankle over the other and knit his fingers behind his head, relaxing. "Maybe I should go out in the morning and look for a pair of swords to hang on the wall." He snerked and gave Sarah a sidelong grin. "What do you say? Wanna go sword shopping with me?"