"I'll cope, somehow," Warren replied, shrugging a little and offering Nathan a crooked little smile before finding himself a chair to sit in. Sitting was... an awkward process, for Warren. It involved a bit of squirming, and a bit of folding his limbs around behind him, and ultimately just giving up and sitting on his feathers. But he managed. "Getting my own is really just a matter of making a run into town or raiding one of the common rooms, anyhow. The weather's nice enough, I don't think I'd mind making the trip."

You know. Once he'd gotten that lounging in.