Elijah nodded but was going to insist until he noticed Zech look at him. It was a tender look... perhaps? Something was off and he realized but not fast enough before he was covered, even though he tried to dodge.

"Ah... there it is." He looked down with a frown at the mess on himself, the floor, the table, even a little looked like it might have bounced off of him onto Zech himself.

"Definitely time to get to bed then! Come on, my dear." He said though it wasn't a term for their personal relationship. Just a generic familiarity to help him feel relaxed and safe hopefully as he started to try to walk him from the room towards his own.

"Let's see if I can find your room. We should get you into some comfortable pajamas and straight to rest, right?" He said as he nearly held the man and to start walking the rooms.

Did the vomiting help clear out his system and offer some clarity or was it just saving the man from poisoning after all he'd had? He didn't worry too much though he did speak aloud. "I wonder if helping someone change and sleep after they vomit on you is a good sign a relationship is on its way to something serious?" He glanced towards the other's face briefly but only momentarily before continuing his trek. His experience around others who did such things made it seem like a red flag of trouble to come.

He'd ignore that for now. It was only a first date after all.