"Okay. Okay, good," he nodded, glad to be able to go home with him. He was a little worried that his legs wouldn't work properly- he felt a bit queasy and dizzy, but then Q was at his side and it seemed to steady everything again.
He knew that Q was only slim, and that he weighed a great deal more than him- as a result, he was going to have to really try. He would use Q as a guide, the steer him away from banging into things, or tripping over his own feet, but he wouldn't lean too heavily on him. "Mmhmm, okay. Thank you," he mumbled at him, making it to his feet, and letting Q lead him outside.
"I would like that, yes. Please. Don't leave me, Q. Don't- please stay. Yes, please stay-" he insisted, a little bit too anxious about it given that Q had already offered.
The cold air was good, shocking him back to reality again. He breathed deeply, trying to calm himself down. There was really no need to be so worked up. Q was there with him- whatever was going to happen, he wasn't alone anymore.