[ so he was intent on staying in anyway. or for the most part, sounds like. larus doesn't know if that's good or bad, listening to him speak and running over what he's learned about this place. chances of some program like that existing shouldn't be impossible considering their technology, but then again, he isn't sure. it could be something to inquire about, making a mental note of it the next time he can leave this room. ]

I can ask about it, but maybe someone bringing your things will know. [ it'd make sense, though he can't say how helpful people are going to be about that. they're not helpful about anything else. ] I can help move whatever you need, too.

[ what else is he going to do? he's certainly not used to being so idle.

and that's fact enough when he stands and makes his way towards dorian, conscious of the sunlight and how his body is equally averse and drawn to it. he could see him just fine from his position on the loveseat, but there's still some lingering tension he'd like to wipe away somehow. walk into this contract on as good a note as they can before things potentially turn upside-down. it seems to be the way of this place anyhow, crossing his arms loosely over his chest as he watches him when he stops far enough away to remain in the dark. ]

And if you're not busy tonight, you could show me some of the other places you like to visit.