[How about you shut your mouth and stop it with the reasonableness. ...Sighs in annoyance, but his shoulders relax somewhat in some partial defeat.]
And so, would you have me stay in here? In your house?
[And bleed all over your carpet? See how silly it is not to expect him to move at all? He'll have to get himself to his own quarters sooner or later anyway. Might as well be right away. Somehow.]