Raine only grins and holds up a key of his own, then leans over to listen to something Fridthjof is saying. He nods to whatever it is - but does not follow Joli. Or seem interested in Laurin beyond admiring the view, something his own men will probably tease him about. "Early start tomorrow - try not to be up too late" He cautions, a bit of colour darkening an already dusky complexion.<br/><br/><em>*Don't blush. Boys blush, girls blush ... hell. I'm blushing.*</em>Lorraine drains the contents of her mug, and gets up again.<em>*Here's to hoping my room is /not/ next to theirs.....*</em>