Rolf eyed the Firewhiskey skeptically. "Should you really be drinking that? I mean, it might put you to sleep eventually, but..." He did snort, however, at the mention of Ant. "He didn't mean to pee on your foot. You're not supposed to stand still so long he thinks you're a tree, you know." It was all in good fun, the jesting, as he had caught Dennis playing with the wiggle before. "No lobotomising, no. But I can tuck you in and lock your door so you can't leave til you rest."
Rolf rolled his eyes and made an adjustment. He hadn't actually expected Dennis home yet, but he pulled on something out of habit -- just in case. He hadn't realized he'd been both in a hurry and half asleep. He flopped down as well. "Things are good. Busy but good. Shelter is doing a lot of turnaround right now."