*You shouldn't have let the table out of your sight, Nigredo. A couple days after you get it set up, you'll be finding your brother sprawled out on top of it, one foot propped up against the raised edge as he dozes lightly. It's not that the table is particularly comfortable, he just knows it belongs to Nigredo and wants to be a pest. At least his cape is between the hilt of his knife and the table?*