Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, he leaned forward, placing his elbows on his thighs and folding his hands together. While he gave her the warning of drinking the bottle down, he made no move to take it from her. He could easily grab the other bottle and they could each have their own if he wanted to.
Buster, having not found any rats, jumped onto the Stray's bed and took his spot on the uppermost pillow. He was the king of the bed, more than happy to watch over the others as they watched over him.
He took a deep breath, releasing it in a sigh. "Yeah. Of course." With everything he had shared amongst the few he talked with and the several public post between Abigail and himself, what did he have to lose. He had also shared several things with Yelena already that he doubted anything she would ask could affect him.