"Are you calling me 'old'?" Lucanis replied with a grin, but he still straightened up, stretching his arms above his head for a moment. His back needed it, even if he hated taking his hands off Davrin.

"I suppose that might be better. It isn't like a blanket over dirt is a tempting enough bed to put me to sleep."

Nor was the company one he wanted to sleep through, even if Davrin was also now one of the few people Lucanis even could.