Oh, she's welcome to nap on my books if that will please her.

[He's known Lincoln for five minutes and she's already his favourite creature.

Koby's pink ears match Harry's pink cheeks. He laughs in that politely awkward way he has.]

I'm afraid that I'm always anxious. Please don't take offense at it, I assure you it's no fault of yours.

[He leans in a little bit.]

I'm glad to be sober. While I don't regret the, ah. Things I said? I would much prefer that any actions be made with a clear mind.

[He drops his gaze to his tea.]

And we're less likely to drown in the bath.