Gallus raised an eyebrow and looked at Meesei again over his clasped hands. "What? Would you like to get unprofessional questions?" he joked, "There will be plenty of time for chatter on the road." Gallus took the time to think as he repositioned himself on the small chair. He leaned back and extended his feet out over his bedroll, crossing his legs to be more comfortable. His hands lifted over his head to support it. He didn't feel he needed permission to speak freely, but he felt as if he had it now anyway.

"Alright, well, I have been curious...all this leadership and status..." Gallus waved one hand out in front of him as if he were a magician, though the sour look on his face made his tone disapproving of the matter, "...far be it from me to doubt you, but does it get to you?" Gallus' hand returned to his head and he looked at Meesei. He nodded to her with some worry, "I can see even now that you're exhausted and tense." Gallus scrunched one eye shut and hummed for the words of an actual question, "I don't know, maybe it could be worth trying something to relax you? To get you well rested and chipper in the morning." Gallus snorted and smiled, "I only know three ways of possibly doing that, but I'll only suggest the one that won't be offensive."

Gallus looked to the wall ahead and spoke matter-of-factly, "My mother knew this trick to get me to sleep that was rather strange. It was like an oratory lullaby, almost. No magic, just coaxing the mind into focus with words. It is very relaxing, but it had an odd side-effect of releasing tension through inexplicable sadness or a sort of gallows laughter during the process, sometimes a mix of both." Gallus didn't turn his head to Meesei, but he looked at her again, "I could try it if you like. It will only require half an hour at most. Casual conversation might take us later into the night, you see."

Sabine was just as enthusiastic about the kiss as Peiter was, pressing herself onto him and taking in his closeness. There were few enough extended moments where they were alone together, so she savoured every second. Once their lips parted, Sabine leaned into Peiter and took a deep breath of his scent. "You say you do not want me to change, but..." Sabine lowered her chin onto his shoulder, "I am frustrating you. I feel bad."