"Well, it's a chair, isn't it? You didn't say don't sit on chairs," Desmond huffed, quite childishly, ignoring the fact that it very much looked like it could be sensitive equipment. But hey, a chair's a chair, and this one looked a lot comfier than those flimsy wooden hotel ones.

He relented a little, sitting upright at the very least. The thing felt secure; he didn't get why Shaun was getting so panicked.