"You're not moving," Derek points out, but he doesn't sound unhappy about it. He falls back onto the bed and sort of tugs Bianca down with him. He had wanted to be alone, to retreat into his own head, but now he isn't so sure. He has his friend, and his pets, and for the first time in almost two weeks, he actually feels safe.

"You think the pizza guy would come out here if I promised a big tip?" He huffs out a tired laugh and looks up at the ceiling, gliding a hand across Jinx's back as the puff bounces between him and Bianca.