Dai listened quietly to every passing comment, the initial panic he'd faced earlier having given way to thoughtful compliance and a natural desire to keep things organized. He turned his attention momentarily back to Eleanor whom posed a very important question... how many more people [i]were[/i] coming anyway? He mulled this over a moment, and then, in an almost defeated yet comical tone he whispered back, "Everyone I guess." He smiled faintly, attempting to be reassuring somehow but came up with no other opinion, he could ask Rayne for an approximate number but it wouldn't help much given how long ago the invitations would have been sent out, so Dai decided, whatever happened happened, and that was that.

He explained in limited detail in response to Richard's comment that the cabin was bought by his parents as a means to bond with him as a child, but they'd never found time to actually visit as previously mentioned. Decidedly, he left out the bit about how terrified he was when he was left alone. "Okay so, three couches down, one to go?" There were four in total, two in the living room and two out where they stood in the entry hall, one of which the boy named... Dai thought it was Richard, had claimed already. 

It dawned on him that Calliope had made a joke about imprisonment, and he'd been too caught up in his planning to respond, but all the same he let on a faint smile knowing there was someone with good humor among them. Just as he was about to offer a suggestion about the bed arrangements Rayne spoke to him, so he turned to give them his full attention, though he had been admittedly blocking them out as they sped around the room moments earlier. 
[quote=Rayne]"And I don’t mind sharing [i]at all[/i]”[/quote] 
A quiet; "Oh..." Was all Dai could muster, his face reddening again despite himself, but thankfully then there was a very loud, very obnoxious ringing in the house again that echoed throughout the cabin and he wondered why no one else was terribly alarmed when it did, as he himself had physically recoiled slightly (and he was supposedly very used to the noise). Only now was he again aware of the music playing in the background, as he listened to the vague description he smiled faintly, and turned toward Eleanor; "That's probably Raven eh?" and moved to open the door, he tried not to make it terribly obvious he had to struggle to open it as he always did, but in the back of his mind he was painfully aware how sad he must have looked before it did move.

Standing there on the porch, lovely as he remembered her, was a friend he hadn't seen in a very long time, so he smiled, and speaking quite softly said; "Hey Ray."