[ It starts as usual dry humor, an awkward attempt at lightening the situation, and his partner goes for it. Rolling to sit up, the young man placed hands on his knees as he turned his attention to the guard. He can't almost feel the man scowling at them from here, as if privy to their conversation, it's almost satisfying. ]

Oh, yeah, definitely. Everyone knows that standing in armor all day is torture. Poor guy's probably chaffed all over, no wonder he's so miserable. It can't be our charming demeanors, after all, we're important guests.

[ If to add to the fact he's dubious even about the joking, he does put finger quotes around the word guest before heaving a breath. It's a big party of some kind, at least — just not for them and more mournful. ]

You know what they say — you don't know what you've got when it's gone. I'm sure their big feast also includes lots of blankets and pillows and we'll be too tired and achy to eat we'll fall fast asleep.