Arivel smiled when the quieter twin scootedpart way into his lap, one arm wrapping around her, helping her further into his lap, his palm lying on her hip, lightly stroking the flesh of her thigh. Some might have claimed he couldn't have been happier. Arivel would have disagreed. He was happy, but he could, and would be quite a bit more.<br/><br/>"Not at all. Just make yourself comfortable..."<br/><br/>The other twin recieved a smile, and a nod.<br/><br/>"The least I can do."<br/><br/>He turned his attention to the Dark-Haired Man, or at least part of it. He was mildly distracted by the Redhead slowly inching into his lap, his fingers trailing along her thigh. But he still listened, nodding as he did. Approaching the Lair in secret seemed to be the best option. Travelling by night, perhaps even with Magical concealment.<br/><br/>"Indeed. Were you attempting to conceal your approach?"<br/><br/>The Twin's question in his lap produced a slight shift in his trousers, something she would likely feel in her current position. He whispered back, waiting for the Dark-haired mans response.<br/><br/>"I am lodged here for the time being. Was why I suggested it. Very convenient, for all sorts of things."