[i]Celkym had begun to snuggle up a little, seemingly more comfortable. Yet as time passed, the waitress would soon leave, as the bartender would take a look at the resting Guardian.[/i] "[b]Look, can't exactly.. keep you here, with your girl. You got a place to stay, or am I gonna have to trust you with staying here?[/b] [b]Not lettin' a cripple and a weakened soldier sleep on the street.[/b]"