"...I'm an excellent swordsman...you're in good hands, princess, I promise..."
-she smiles a bit-
He grins
"There we go! I knew you couldn't be all doom and gloom!"
"..."
"Aw c'mon...Don't be such a spoilsport..."
"he-re it is.."
-she opens the door-
He walks in and lets out a low whistle
"Damn..."
"well..uh.."
"Hm?"
"Do you have your own room?"
