"Oh, you're just precious, sweetheart. Absolutely precious," Pierce grumbled, scrunching up his nose as if offended. He wasn't really. "Maybe I should listen to Alex and go on a date sometime this century," he added, but there was basically no way in Hell that was happening anytime soon. There weren't enough hours in the day and if people were going to make a habit of living in the hospital, so would he.
He glanced over at the Pretty Pretty Princess in Pink and raised an eyebrow. "If you're sleeping in my bed you're certainly not sleeping in that." Plus, it just looked mighty uncomfortable and he wouldn't mind giving her something - she could probably swim in one of his t-shirts.