[Yes, well, he's going to remember the way he felt all wrapped around him and pressed to the wall, so thanks for that, too. But yes, escape, leave him to die of embarrassment in peace. Somehow everything that happened last night feels so much more incriminating in the cold light of day. fff.]
[Regardless, he takes a few minutes to collect himself and pull on a sweatshirt since it's chilly out of the bed before following Keith out-- heading to the kitchen to start brewing some coffee while Keith catches up with wolfie.]