Okay. And I'm going to take that jibe as a compliment, so there.

[he feels something in his gut unclench a little, a tiny, hesitant smile tugging at his lips. There were still so many points he wanted to argue, but he knows that anything further after this hell of a day--week--whatever--is just going to end in tears. Probably his, in fact, just being invited to stay was almost enough for his eyes to sting; Totty'd been planning on somehow sticking around anyway, but it was different when it wasn't his idea.

...So, are you sending me up to be first vent defense or are you going to scoot over?