Radu considered that, though just the simple prospect of getting out into the air and stretching his legs was almost overwhelming to him. He sat up, stretching like a cat, and then reaching for his clothing.

"I don't know what humans do for fun in the evenings," he admitted, running a hand through his mussed locks to tame them into a slightly less messy and more artful fall of blueish strands. "Do you have theatre, perhaps?"