Sebastian looked from Arryn to Lesallia, head snapping back and forth as the two flexed their tempers. "Of course! The more the merrier!" practically leaping out of his seat, again. "This will be great! Won't it? I know it will be! When do we start? Nothing like the present!" Fakir groaned, showered in walnut chunks once again. "Oh, s-sorry, let me get those off for you."