Zidane let his arms drape around her again as she seemed to wilt a little in his lap at her realization that she didn't know what to do. "Well, we have to tell them eventually. I mean...otherwise it's kind of a sad sort of engagement..." He gave her a little smile, his attention not really on her answer to the room question until he really thought about it.

"...What do you mean? I have all my stuff in that guest room on the second floor, right? Or did you have it put into storage?"