"Cute. I'm not exactly a kind and giving host, here." Still, his lips twitch upward into a crooked smile and he reaches up to unclasp his cloak, whipping it around himself to reach up and rest it on a hook next to the bed. He cracks his neck before his shirt follows the cloak's path, save for winding up on the floor instead of hanging, and he stretches his arms up over his head.
"You have options available to you for where you want to sleep. But for what it's worth, I make a pretty good pillow." Metaari casts Merrick a wink before he swings his legs up onto the bed in order to stretch out, stripped from the waist up--making sure that he presses himself against the wall, of course, to give Merrick room should he choose to join him.
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Date: 2015-12-18 01:56 am (UTC)"You have options available to you for where you want to sleep. But for what it's worth, I make a pretty good pillow." Metaari casts Merrick a wink before he swings his legs up onto the bed in order to stretch out, stripped from the waist up--making sure that he presses himself against the wall, of course, to give Merrick room should he choose to join him.