There's a combination of dream-share drugs in the bag, we could always knock him out when no one's looking, lock him in a closest. We could really make this weekend our own. [ It's a seriously flawed plan and he knows it, but there is a tiny part of him that might be serious. A tiny part. ] Promise we'll put it to good use later and I'll follow you to the ends of the earth.

[ Smirking, he watches the fingers walk up him, twitching a little the light touch crosses over a sensitive area, and he still wants to try to keep the fact that he's a little ticklish to himself. ] I'm more surprised that you're not suggesting we just set up camp here until it's time to go home.