Geoffrey didn't want to get up. He was lazied in his own bed, Zander snug against his side and refused to believe the world outside had begun it's usual routine. He had stayed up later than the others, playing his flute and trying to catch whatever gossip he could of Warren. Little was being said, but he had vowed to find his aunt in all this chaos of a town and tell her what was going on with his mother. Speaking of his aunt, he somewhat recalled telling Nymira he would take her to a seamstress to get new clothing for her and Amune. Nudging the healer off his arm and getting a disgruntled sigh and more snoring in response.

"...Seriously..." Geoffrey scowled. "Ya stay in bed all day, an' 'mma make ya regret it! Up ya fool!" Geoffrey pushed him off the bed to make his threat sink in. A loud thunk, a scream and yelling could probably be heard downstairs. Geoffrey ignored Zander's whining at him and went about waking himself up.

"Do NOT ignore me when I am yelling at you," Zander hollered his voice devoid of mirth when he heard Geoffrey chuckling. "I swear to the Nine Geo, I will make you regret that myself!" Realizing he couldn't head into a separate room to go about his own business he waited outside his foot tapping in annoyance.

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Geoffrey, more awake than what he was headed down to meet up with the group. Spotting Nymira next to a pouting Amune and looked for Cecil and Ethan. Not spotting Cecil his eyes landed on the still slightly sleeping Ethan and sat next to him. Patting him on the back and smiling slightly, "Mornin' boss! Ya gonna hold down da counter?" He didn't wait for a response as he headed over to the two ladies of the group. Grinning at Amune he bowed to the girl and winked at her, his words directed at Nymira however, "To da Seamstress? Getcha new getup if ya like? Perhaps someplace for finery if it be to ya likin'?" He stood up straight, stretched and reached his fingers for the ceiling as he did so.

"Zander can keep the boss man busy," he added and grinned at both parties rolling their eyes at that. "Give us da time ta look without 'em complainin'."

"That works JUST fine with you, and PLEASE stop talking like a gutter rat. Nymira can probably understand so little of what comes out of your mouth when you can't speak like an EDUCATED individual," Zander sneered at Geoffrey and rubbed his slightly bruised side. Casting the three a look of uncaring he turned on his clogged feet and went to sit next to Ethan.

"You look as alive as I feel this morning..."