[Azul looks like he wants to argue when he's first set down on the bed, but then she kisses against his forehead and it stops whatever argument he wanted to make in its tracks. He doesn't really want to worry her, after all.]

... Fine.

[He sighs, leaning back against the pillows he has here. His tentacles seem to finally stop writhing about the place, lying limp on or hanging over the sides of his bed here.]

I suppose someone will need to grab the food we left in the school's kitchens... and I'll need to send Floyd and Jade instructions on what needs to be done in my absence, for any tasks they might not be aware of already.