"Bloody frigid Scotland. Edinburgh with a north wind."
Richard shook his head, "And I shouldn't have assumed you'd just be comfortable with the way we Puffs tend to gather together around anyone in trouble or with a problem to share the load."
"I..." Richard took a deep breath, "I didn't know how badly I'd screwed up, and if you felt you were just stuck here with noplace to go, moving out and leaving you the flat would be the only right thing to do. Oh, I'd make sure it was taken care of, and all the bills paid, but I wouldn't force you to be around me; you ought to know that up front."