Rory chuckled at the compliment and grinned back. "If I have less stuff in my room, it means there's less stuff to trip over. I cannot tell you how many times I have nearly fallen on my face because of some random piece of clutter." He shook his head lightly. "If only I could get that same concept across to my brothers. Cleanliness is next to godliness or something like that, right?"
He navigated over to his bed and plopped down on it, cuing the TV with his remote control and patting the space next to them for Mari. "Thanks for being such a good sport about this, Mari." He said quietly. "And here are the tissues." He took the box from his nightstand and set it between them. "I promise you'll be needing this. In fact, we both might."