Heath rolled his eyes, but he didn't argue. It was ... whimsical, maybe. Or just insane. But what more was expected from the lot of them, really?
After a few more bites he sat his plate down, picked up his beer again and leaned back comfortably on the sofa as he drank, his shoulder pressed up against Gideon's. "I'm sure the willing bodies show up anyway, though. Filling up the rooms or no."