Brannon smiled, "I love New Orleans. Even if I'm not so keen on the whole seafood thing. I love the music." He nodded, "I can see why you might have been banned from the kitchen of you started a fire, though," he teased. He let his eyes search her expression some more, "I bet you made a really good waitress."
He moved over a little to give her more room when she sat down, "I can rest with you here. I'm not over-exerting myself by just sitting here or anything," he chuclkled. "I just like your company is all."
He gave a look around as well, thinking quietly on her comments about the blanket fort. His cheeks flushed a bright red at the realization that yeah, she had now seen his blanket fort. Looking back to her, eveb his smile was sheepish, "haaa. Yeah. I don't know, it really is. It helps me sleep better. And Archer can turn on the lights or have them on, and they don't bother me so much."