"'tis something I understand. Should you decide one sleepless night that you wish to drink and discuss the subject. Or just drink. After all, what is there to say?" Doc challenges with an upturned hand. "What is done is done. We all find our own ways to keep going."

Of course, while that is true, there is always more to say. He fully expects Five to have something rolling around his head itching to get out. He does too. But tonight is probably not the night for it. Tonight they can just drink and shrug it off.

"You are welcome to stay the night. You and your brother both. The sex dungeon," Doc intonates very deliberately, "and the master bedroom can accommodate extra people. The couch is available too. Don't stay sober on account of needing to leave the house later."