Solomon turned quite the spectacular shade of red when Amalthea rested on his lap. "I don't mean any offense to you, princess, but I would rather sleep alone tonight." He stated, after seeing as how this might be hurtful, he scrambled to think up an excuse. "Well.... because -um- when it is my turn to take watch, I don't want to wake you. I don't want any one person staying up all night taking watch duty after all." He then took off his upper robes, going bare chested but still wearing pants, of course. "If you need a pillow, however, you may have these for the night. Sorry if they're a bit -you know- bloody."

[i]Good job, Solomon.[/i]

When Rose asked about his absurd idea about the mark, he couldn't help but crack a smile again. "I really don't want to use it as a get out of execution order. It was only a jest. Anyways, I might just have to pick up on a few more skills, maybe even some magic, if what you say is true." He made himself comfortable on one of the smoother parts of the bowl. "Wake me in a few hours, Rose, and I'll take watch."