[Almost subconsciously, York scoops up the little three-year old and sets him on his knee.]
We're on vacation?
[Give him a minute, he hasn't had any coffee yet. But he looks around, and this is certainly not his usual castle room. He gets the impression it's not Carolina's room, either, from the very brief glimpse he'd had of it before--at which point he twists around to verify that yeah, she's here too, and not looking too happy about this.]
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We're on vacation?
[Give him a minute, he hasn't had any coffee yet. But he looks around, and this is certainly not his usual castle room. He gets the impression it's not Carolina's room, either, from the very brief glimpse he'd had of it before--at which point he twists around to verify that yeah, she's here too, and not looking too happy about this.]
Uh. Good morning.