"At least it's not in the Great Hall." Setting the bowl between them, he lay down as well, stretching out on his side. "I'm not planning on any public humiliation." Unless you leave me again, of course, in which case you'd have brought it on yourself. But he didn't want that subtext hovering, didn't want to be anything but learning together, delighting in the workings of each other's minds. And other parts, perhaps.