"That's outrageously indulgent." Impossible with the workload he has to maintain. "Can I make an argument for fii- seven? Seven."

Which means he'd rather sleep five but he can try to keep that on the downlow. It's not like Liv has spies that'll check the forge for late night hammering. Or does she? Shit.

"Yeah, I can see why it's you and Two Buck Chuck, now. You're terrifying."