Darius nodded and followed him to the parlor. He immediately felt uncomfortable as it normally had been occupied by someone else in the family. He sat in an uncomfortable but well made chair and took another swig from the wine bottle. "So.." he had picked a chair without considering the others in the room. He didn't care where zech wanted to sit nor make him feel like he had to make a certain choice out of etiquette.
"You wanted to help me?"