[ His brow creases as he exhales sharply. He really can't deny that claim. ]

I may not have asked, but I am still accepting your help. I could have kicked you out long ago.

[ Begrudgingly, he shifts to slide his feet beneath the blankets. He almost feels like he's a small child again, being told to go to bed early because he's got a cold. ]

Choose something calming, if you must.