He nodded to each of his companions as they headed to their rooms, waiting for a moment before turning and heading to his own. He was over Borval's change and fate already, but doubted that any of the others would believe him if he told them that. He was sitting at a small desk in his room, which was completely covered with notes on various arcane and divine magic theories and accepted truths, trying to get the other two of his god slaying spells closer to being usable, and absently spoke when he heard someone knock. "It is unlocked, and I am as decent as I can get, sad though the thought is."<br/><br/>He looked up when he sensed it was Cerulean, and then shoved away from the small desk, before shrugging. "No, there really isn't much to talk about. I made peace with his and all the other's deaths a long time ago, though I will admit him showing up was a severe shock."<br/><br/>He walked over to the bed, and sat down, before holding one hand out to her, and pulling her into his lap once she took his hand. He inhaled deeply, his head in her hair, something he had often done before he had revealed his true identity, and then kissed her forehead. "Sorry for seeming to ignore you lately."