Octavius didn't put up much resistance to being pushed over to the couch. Once he reached the couch, he turned and took a seat, putting on a mock act of being put out by being bossed around by his 13-year-old daughter. "When did you get so bossy?" he asked as he flopped down onto the couch. It was an old piece of furniture. Looked well worn but still functional. He was not one to throw something away cause it was old. Maybe when the legs gave out.