He cleared his throat, embarrassed. "I wouldn't count on it," he warned the boy again, and then, after a pause: "When do you want to go?" He was excited in spite of himself, and wanted to know exactly when it would happen; if they didn't have a specific day set, he was afraid they would never actually go.
His gaze flickered to the window at Dorn's words, and he frowned, a little surprised. It was quite dark out, and he was surprised at himself for not noticing it until Dorn had pointed it out. "Good idea. It wouldn't be a good idea to be here too late, anyway. I'm not sure if I'm allowed in here..." He stood up, trying to remember if the keys had been covered or not. He wanted to leave everything exactly as it had been.
His gaze flickered to the window at Dorn's words, and he frowned, a little surprised. It was quite dark out, and he was surprised at himself for not noticing it until Dorn had pointed it out. "Good idea. It wouldn't be a good idea to be here too late, anyway. I'm not sure if I'm allowed in here..." He stood up, trying to remember if the keys had been covered or not. He wanted to leave everything exactly as it had been.