Reaching up to smooth down his hair after it was abandoned, it seemed like Danica always had to touch some part of him. It had all been friendly, so far. Noticing how intoxicated the alien witch was, he shook his head and leaned her back onto the pillows.
"Lights out for you, Miss Danica."
Leaving her on the pillows, he took her glass and went to put it somewhere safe. Returning with a blanket, he covered her with it. She was now tucked in, where no one would disturb her. Hopefully.