"Good. And no plaster. It'll be fine I'm not bleeding out exactly and it wouldn't help anyway." He'd rather have a cut than a ridiculous plaster that would make everyone ask what happened. He took another sip of tea, grateful for the way the heat seemed to spread through his veins.

"Mm no more than anyone else. And... at least I'm not alone."

He said this without looking at Fell, and then sighed and stretched. "I might nod off a bit in a little while." But only for a short nap. He didn't need to be in here if An-- Crowley showed up. It would just cause questions.

"Thanks."