"That seems to be the way of things, here." He crackled a laugh. Everyone staking out what ground they can to rest. Not all that different from a Cell of Crows in Antiva.

Oh the innocent Innuendo. One day he will make certain Gorse is aware what it is does when he says such things. One day. "Here, perhaps? An illicit meeting in the garden has such romance about it, don't you think?"