"Well, now seems to me someone's is sweet on one of those Qunari fellows," Barty opines sagely. He bends to reach into a drawer and comes up with a slate and chalk, upon which he sketches out the root of the problem; namely, bedpost supports, "Seems to me that'll introduce what you might call a structurals instability and collapse the minute you puts your weights on it. Might work if you was buildings with stone, but outsa wood?"
Please, Athessa. See sense. Don't cut the supporting half of a bed off and then try to staple it to another, it won't work.
"Tells you what, go through this tower and scrapes together three beds and that'll do you wells enough all pushed up sides-by sides. Or, if you were to be a lot fasters and more efficient, I'd say just sews you up an extra-big mattress, gets you some fancy pillows and whatnot, and builds you a nice bed right on the floor. Slept many nights on a floor, it's hardly no difference betweens that and an extra two feets off in the airs."
There's a dumbfounded moment that creeps by where Athessa looks as if the concept of sleeping on the floor is positively novel. Of course it's that simple, just make a bigger mattress. She should've thought of that.
"That's... much smarter than my plan," she concedes. "The cold from the floor won't seep up through the mattress?"
"Well, you gots a good thick mattress, well-stuffed with straws and feathers and fluff, plenty of nice blankets and furs, you'll be warmer than a fart," Barty opines, placidly, nodding as if at his own wisdom, "Dwarfs in Orzammar be sleeping on stone all the time, don't do nobody no harm whatsoever."
She makes a face at warmer than a fart but overall this is good to learn.
"Okay, that seems doable," she nods, an echo of his own nodding. A plan is forming. She smiles at him and moves to stand. "Thanks! I was gonna make it way more complicated than it needed to be."
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Please, Athessa. See sense. Don't cut the supporting half of a bed off and then try to staple it to another, it won't work.
"Tells you what, go through this tower and scrapes together three beds and that'll do you wells enough all pushed up sides-by sides. Or, if you were to be a lot fasters and more efficient, I'd say just sews you up an extra-big mattress, gets you some fancy pillows and whatnot, and builds you a nice bed right on the floor. Slept many nights on a floor, it's hardly no difference betweens that and an extra two feets off in the airs."
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"That's... much smarter than my plan," she concedes. "The cold from the floor won't seep up through the mattress?"
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"Okay, that seems doable," she nods, an echo of his own nodding. A plan is forming. She smiles at him and moves to stand. "Thanks! I was gonna make it way more complicated than it needed to be."