Couldn't hurt, he figured, so he nodded and followed, shedding his shirt and setting it on the bathroom counter as they walked inside. "On the one hand I'm sorry to freak you out, but I'm not too proud to admit I didn't really wanna be alone." It ripped him up, and he'd admit it; having a little motherless kid down in NICU to look after when he got back to work made his stomach ache. Usually he had to console mothers who lost their kids, not the other way around.