"I know, it's always quiet on Sundays. I would have thought different, with all those men keen to forget their Sunday sermons. Maybe they just feel guilty on Sunday afternoons... Perhaps that's why we're so busy on Monday nights?" He said with a grin, although it was fleeting, and he finished undressing, slipping under the covers and resting his arms beneath his head.
"You've all been managing alright though, haven't you? Not been any trouble?" He asked, glancing back over to Nell, "Nothing that no one thought to tell me about before?"