Neil smiles, affectionate and warmed. He knows this isn’t anything more than what it is on the surface, and that’s fine. But he does care quite a lot for Guy, and feels deeply for his hardship in these past days.

“I’d love to,” he says, sliding off the bed. His legs are wobbly in a good way. He takes Guy’s hand and helps him up as well. “Go get our clothes together while I make our excuses, why don’t you? And then we’ll make our escape.”