Alistair makes a thoughtful noise as he fetches his clothes.

"The water, I think." Lacing up his trousers, he glances back at Cullen with a warm smile. (It is exceedingly difficult not to throw his clothes aside and crawl back into bed at that sight.) "And a bookshop, if you'd like?"

Since Alistair is being so cruel as to haul Cullen out of bed when everyone else is resting.