Pyrrhus gave the room the once over. Savannah was right, the room didn't look horrible. Thankfully, he was the type to live out of suitcases and didn't have much lying around, and the bed had managed to settle somewhere reasonably close to its original position. "Yeah, lucky me. Not too shabby at all." He pushed a few things off the bed and adjusted the curtains- one of his favorite features of the room, shutting out all light if he wanted.
He plopped down on the bed and made sure it was still sturdy. Nothing seemed broken at least, it wasn't going to collapse under their weight at least. "So," he said, looking up at her. "What position's best for you?"