Morgan had been rehearsing what he was going to say, as he made his way up the stairs. He was glad for the rehearsal, when Simon walked out into the main room. He had obviously just come from the shower, and his hair was still wet, dripping gently onto his shirt. At least he was dressed, thank all the deities.
"What? Oh, yes," he said, thrown off for just a moment. He shook his head slightly, focusing himself.
"Everything's fine. I just wanted to see if we could talk for a minute, while River's downstairs."