Misha's fingers curled around Bella's, as they trained over the skin of his knee. She was obviously uncomfortable, if no longer physically than at least emotionally. Unfortunately he had no cure for that.
"Stay," he said, more quickly than even he had anticipated.
"I mean, it has to be late by now."
He quickly picked up his wand and cast a tempus spell, showing the time to be past one in the morning.
"There's no way you should be travelling now. Stay here. I can... sleep on the couch and you can take my bed."