[Heading out the door, he turns, staring at her pointedly as he shuts the door. Something about her suddenly irritates him, and it has to stop. She is a guest, and granted, while he wasn't overly pleased at being turned away, he did respect her not wanting to do anything. It was the assumption he'd have people around him, likely. Contrary to appearances, he was quite solitary, out of need. Tossing the pillow lightly onto a couch, he slipped off his shoes, undid his tie, removed it, his jacket, his sleeve bands, vest, and shrugged his suspenders off his shoulders with a sigh. Folding everything and placing it on the table neatly, he reclines on the couch and shuts his eyes, wondering if he'll actually sleep much or be plagued with more nightmares.]
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[Heading out the door, he turns, staring at her pointedly as he shuts the door. Something about her suddenly irritates him, and it has to stop. She is a guest, and granted, while he wasn't overly pleased at being turned away, he did respect her not wanting to do anything. It was the assumption he'd have people around him, likely. Contrary to appearances, he was quite solitary, out of need. Tossing the pillow lightly onto a couch, he slipped off his shoes, undid his tie, removed it, his jacket, his sleeve bands, vest, and shrugged his suspenders off his shoulders with a sigh. Folding everything and placing it on the table neatly, he reclines on the couch and shuts his eyes, wondering if he'll actually sleep much or be plagued with more nightmares.]