Crow lets out a snort of amusement, standing so he can start clearing the table of beer bottles. "So I'm your baby sitter now?"

Looks like Crow's bought it.

"I only got one bed though." Not that he ever... uses it. The words, You sleep in a bathtub, Crow! still ring in his head. But Dante doesn't need to know that. "As long as you don't kick, we can share."

Nevermind that he has a perfectly serviceable couch. He just...