Elijah's eyes widened and he laughed weakly and pulled back slightly. "You really are tired. Come on. Maybe I should make you some tea instead and let you sober up a bit before sleeping. " He rubbed the back of his neck after breaking that connection. He would have loved it if it had been Wesley back in York. That man could melt him with a smile. He shook such thoughts from his head and continued leading him home. "I bet you'd love to meet Diane. You can't vomit on the cat either."