"That was, actually, precisely my concern." The challenge in Guy's voice raises an answering one in him. It makes him feel more bold. "I'd hate to have kept you up, is all."

What the hell did he have to be nervous about? Still, Guy's presence makes him vaguely glad he put his shirt on. He has a bruise on his shoulder where Anthony bit him last night.

"D'you have a coffee pot here or am I better off looking for another bottle of something for a wake up?"