"You've done more than enough," came the reply as Alabaster hauled himself off of the couch. He grimaced slightly, his body was still protesting movement, but sleeping on the couch didn't seem like a good idea. Not that he enjoyed taking Saga's bed, but he'd gotten oil on enough of her furniture. No need to add another casualty.

Slowly, but surely, he made his way to the bedroom, pausing just long enough to say, "Thank you." And then he shut the door behind him.