[Blue's smile warms, broadens a little.]

I don't mind at all. Neither will Flynn, nor Yuri. They have been busy lately...so I am grateful to have company in the house.

[maybe now they'll stay, that corruptive thought presses, needling in his unconscious.

he withdraws his hand so he can push himself up to his feet.]

I'll bring some bedding down. And more water; you drank an awful lot that...will likely be regrettable later on. [as alcohol seems to be.]