Wrong thing to say to someone well into their cups. But worry had made him rather foolish when it came to Fortuna. “I don’t doubt that.” He humored her. “You may not be feeling the greatest in the morning, though.” Rufus calmly explained, worry clear in his eyes. He felt it rather safe to assume this was not something that Miss Lockhart partook in regularly.

At her words he couldn’t help but smile too. “I’m glad to see you too.” He brushed back a strand of her brown hair that had fallen loose. “We should probably get you to sleep too, though.” He added gently. It wouldn’t be comfortable, but he supposed with Tommy out cold on his bed, that it would be much more appropriate to make up a bed for Fortuna on the couch. It was the least scandalous option he could think of in their current predicament.