They were probably going to wake in the middle of the night, ravenous, but they could deal with that then. "We should let them know," she said, rising from the sofa with a wince of pain. Gods the wound still hurt. Michael had done his best, but it was still a huge burn on her inner thigh.
She walked with Will into the kitchen and held up her hands because Patrick and Michael seemed to be in a tizzy. "We're- we just kind of want to sleep, but don't- Please don't leave?"
"Wild horses," Patrick said, quirking a smile at her. Clio felt a rush of affection for him - her ex, willing to stay here to protect her while she went to sleep in the arms of another man. Patrick was truly one of her dearest friends.
"I will patrol the perimeter. Once I have consumed a cookie," Michael said, and Clio let out a small chuckle.