They'd say: "bequeathing naptime upon mortals in need is illegal, off with his head". [ Marcone was a Freeholding Baron, which meant he was pretty-freaking-much in the know, so why hold back on the extra helping of sarcasm when it came to a governing body he thought poorly of and was quintessentially stuck with. Grr, argh and all that jazz.

John's not stupid, anyone who gets it in their head that he might be, even for a moment, probably deserves what's coming for them. No, he's so far from stupid and so far above merely "intelligent" that he's practically omniscient when it comes to matters. So, in that regard, the smile prompts a faint scowl from the wizard, but little other animosity because hell, he does need something, but he's never going to come straight out with it. ] I need a nap, and your settee in the lobby looks comfy. Let me use it for a few hours and I won't nuke your hard drive when I leave.