"Tryin'a pu' i' in 'de church, makin' m'self uh be'." Since, you know, he'd burned down the barn and the other bed he'd made.. so he was remaking it, and he was going to make it better. Maybe it'd make the Doctor happy to have it back.. he was hoping it would. The two of them needed something nice right about now. A little shiver ran through him as he thought of what had happened hours ago, but he shook his head. He didn't need to think about that at all. He'd elbowed the other man in the face and he'd left without checking to make sure he was okay. He felt like an ass, but damnit, the Doctor had deserved it!
"Y'gonna help, beau?" It was a purred question that came with waggling eyebrows and one of those amazing smiles, charmer. he couldn't help it. Illyana was gorgeous. No, really-- she was the most beautiful woman in this place. And that was saying a lot.