Draiss didn't care what the hell the plane wanted. It worked and that was all that mattered.<br/><br/><hr/><em><br/>Oh, not this shit again.</em><br/><br/>He sighed, and looked around, before snuggling against Vorela, one hand stroking her neck, before rolling out of the bed. "Borval, I hope one day you get married, and she gets hurt, just so I can do the same to you. And I will enjoy every second of it. Or maybe that should be that I hope HE gets hurt, cause clearly you aren't interesting to females."<br/><br/>He never the less was already dressing and opened the door, glancing back to see if Vorela was going to continue resting or come to see them off before heading downstairs.