You wouldn't go in room order with your best friend...?

[Pretends to have a :pleading_face: expression. He puts T-chan on the bed, and then he climbs onto one side, lounging experimentally. T-chan sort of looks around at this disaster; he grunts.]

Yes, it's not quite like the settee in the shop, I know. It's comfortable, though. [He peers at Wolfwood.] It's big enough you have your own side.