"Right.... definitely a Fandom thing..." Dwight said with a not at all somewhat dejected and heart broken sigh as the realization that everything that wonderful weekend had just been more island games.

He ran his hands over his face for a moment before reaching down and grabbing the towel off the floor, and remembering anew that shower that had definitely happened, and wrapped it around his waist as he stood. And where HAD those clothes gone off to? Were they even in the bedroom?

Chancing a hesitant glance over towards Amaya he gave another slight sigh, knowing he was setting himself up by asking but he somehow couldn't stop himself.

"At least it wasn't too terrible of an Island thing this time... It was kind of nice, right? " he asked somewhat hopefully. "It...was for me at least," he added a lot more quietly at the end there.