Deimos' eyes snapped up to Nemesis and he shook his head. "No. Here was the only place. I'm .. pretty sure." He frowned as he tried to think back. The whole incident of decision through waking up was a little hazy, but there were no other couches or other furniture - or other rooms for that matter - in his mind. "No. This was the only place."
Not like that wasn't bad enough. But he could picture just how much more upset she might have been if they'd gone at it like rabbits on her coffee table too.
And he'd made Lottie cry. Which hadn't been his intention at all. And he felt like a schmuck and a heel. Completely incapable of dealing with girls crying, and certainly not girls who were his sister - to make it worse a girl he'd just had a night of naughty fun with, Deimos stood up from the side of the bed. Not really caring that the pink robe was more than a little bit tight on him. He decided instead to look at the bright side, at least the robe was not too short. Oh what a show they would have gotten then.
"Come on," He said quietly as he neared to Lottie. "Off the floor." But he didn't wait for her to get up, it hadn't really been his intention to. He just bent and scooped her into his arms, careful to keep the blankets wrapped around her and sat her on the bed. He had no idea that he was defeating Nem's purpose by doing so, all he wanted was Lottie to be in the least humiliating position while they got yelled at.
Deimos sat on the bed next to her, though careful to not get too close, lest the mere nearness of the two give Nemesis some mental pictures that she didn't really want to have.
He wanted desperately to lighten the mood by joking with Lottie that nobody was going to hunt down her goat in revenge for what had happened, but decided that it was likely not a tasteful thing to say at the moment.