He grinned, before slipping a hand around her waist. "True, but it IS late, and considering how long we usually go, a locked room in the morning would be... odd. And I would hate to traumatize some poor maid because she thought the room was empty and came in."<br/><br/>He glanced at the desk, which been organizing itself, all of Tysinni's papers stacking neatly together, in order, so she could take them with her. He offered the stack to her with a small smile, before nodding to the door. "Now, lead on, my diplomat, the dragon is feeling... intrigued by his consort. Tempt him not, else I might do something reprehensible."