[Jacob fully expects to just be walking Ned back down to some carriage or something, so he blinks after stepping down. He looks between Ned and the piles of bottles he's gathered, hopefully over the course of a few weeks at least, the unmade bed, the... well, the illustrations from London all the walls were cute, at least.]

I had to go somewhere when Evie's mad. Or when she's not and they've decided to... occupy the bed. [Ugh. He runs a hand through his hair, clearly exasperated he didn't think of cleaning sooner. Don't make fun of him!!] It's not like anyone else is using it.