Even if Malleus didn't sit yet, at least he stepped inside and closed the door so the two of them wouldn't bother the other students. Lilia himself was a rather nocturnal creature, but being awake so much during the daytime should mean he slept during the night, not spent that time up doing silly things on his computer.

Shifting, Lilia sits up some, his nails clicking against the keyboard as he types a quick message to his gaming friend; essentially letting him know that he may log off for the night soon. Luckily, they hadn't been actively playing together, only talking about the event.

"They are not literal items," Lilia starts, amused smile on his face, "They are metaphorical, theoretical. Things that do not exist but still hold value within the box, within the images displayed on the box." How many times had Lilia attempted to explain Computers to Malleus, in recent years? At least the boy had a phone... even if he didn't know how to use it.

"I can show you, if you'd like. I don't have a second chair for my desk, but... hm. I could sit in your lap in this one." The suggestion is second nature. Physical affection wasn't something he'd ever shied away from. Not when Malleus was small, not now.