Will let out a short laugh. “I didn’t know you were mister moneybags that you could afford to live in a hotel for three weeks, fucking hell.” He shook his head and picked up his mug too, blowing on it before taking a slurp. “And Tuck’s been trying to fatten me up. So there’s that. I think he wanted to keep an eye on me, make sure I wasn’t drinking on the sly. Much is complaining about the lack of beer in the fridge.”