Dean was now second guessing what he'd told Dempsey in the letter he'd sent. His time spent in Greece had been busy, both day and night, so it was not entirely impossible that he'd given the wrong day. "I'm not even sure," Dean chuckled. "Been a long couple of weeks." For multiple reasons. Dean hadn't quite realized just what he been amiss until he'd rolled over one night and it was Thaleia's form he was next to. Much smaller and softer than the body he was used to and it felt off, almost wrong. Which was both startling and had him wondering just what it meant.

"No matter, tonight is free too," he assured Dempsey. More time was not a bad thing, Dean had just tried to give himself enough of a buffer, so he had the right focus an energy. He was tired for a different reason other than travel, but given enough time, could probably rally for tonight. "I was going to have some dinner, are you hungry?" He'd brought back an assortment of treats from Greece, but the staff had also made him enough to get by for the couple of days they'd been dismissed while Thaleia was visiting. They were paid well for their discretion and often got time off; Dean had never had trouble keeping staff.

He still needed to clean up his room, which was a mess of half-unpacked travel items and some of the toys from the last two days, but it reminded him he had also picked something up for Dempsey while he was there. It wasn't much, just a little carving out of olive wood, but he'd seen it and picked it up on a whim.