Pleased by Gabranth's choice of room, if only for its fireplace and generous assortment of pillows, Benedict wanders inside and makes himself comfortable atop several of them. The fireplace is cold, but if their discussion is to be a lengthy one, it's not like he needs anything other than wood to light it.

"Huh," he intones, crossing his legs and looking up at Gabranth, "how'd that go?"