[ Sylvain just gives them both a suspicious look, because he doesn't trust those matching expressions at all. ]

Uh-huh. I'm totally reassured right now. I'm not going to have any regrets about this at all, I'm sure.

[ Yes, that sarcasm is thick enough to cut with a knife. Luckily, there's still fond humor in his gaze as he shakes his head at both of them. ]

Okay, okay, I will trust in your spa mastery. But we're not going anywhere until we get the house unpacked. So get out of my kitchen so I can finish. [ And he makes a shooing motion with an impish grin to wave them out of his way. ]