[ Gorgug would like to rush, but he will also take (while understanding) silently rushing, in a not very fast way. It makes sense! They've got to use some slick moves here or the baby might wake up again!

And the relief that runs through Fabian and expels in a sigh is the same one Gorgug experiences, once he can safely put his back to the door (without actually leaning on said door...we don't want to get careless, now). But while Fabian is showing his age, or, okay, his exhaustion, a small smile does creep on Gorgug's lips, showing the tips of his tusks. ]

It's 'cause you put on a whole show for the baby. I thought you forgot you wanted it to sleep.

[ But, even so (in case Fabian didn't get the memo): ] It was good. You could join the drama club.

[ Imagine, Fabian... imagine joining those losers who made a drama club in an adventuring school!! ]