[If he noticed Richard's hesitation to rise from the bed in the nude, he didn't show it. Silco was, of course, confident in his own nudity, especially when it came to someone who had earned some of his trust. He turned his head when Richard did rise, too tired to fight the quizzical expression on his face when the blanket was picked up and draped over the body he had just laid with.

He shook his head, expecting it was something to do with old habits or something similar. He didn't take offense as Richard came to join him by the fire, and he instead took the opportunity to lean their shoulders together as he learned how to stock a hearth. It was different from the mines and smelting processes after all, but he was willing to learn.]

A skill I'm not proficient at. [He said it without shame.] For sleeping arrangements, would you prefer I remain on the floor, or would you be willing to share the bed? [His eye was already drooping now that the post-coital bliss had loosened his muscles.]