[Dionysus slides the door open then, then scoots it closed with his foot behind him once stepping through.
His room is just about equally covered in vines, though it's a bit messier than the living space, with a couple books - poetry and plays from the looks of titles - and his leopard skin spread over his bedroll.
He pushes a book out of the way before settling Gershom down on the bedroll, his hands lingering for a moment.]
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His room is just about equally covered in vines, though it's a bit messier than the living space, with a couple books - poetry and plays from the looks of titles - and his leopard skin spread over his bedroll.
He pushes a book out of the way before settling Gershom down on the bedroll, his hands lingering for a moment.]
You good?