As they moved along, he ignored the protest moans Zech made. He would feel better once he was in bed and slept it off. There was a pause when he looked like he was going to be ill though, and Elijah waited patiently and rubbed his back to try to help soothe him though he wasn't sure it did anything.

When he got to the bedroom, Elijah rose a brow. He didn't waste time, did he? He gently guided the man to sit on his bed and started to blow out the candles so they wouldn't be forgotten and cause a hazard later before walking over and kneeling down to take his shoes. "Your clothes are dirty, so you should undress at least your pants." Was he wearing anything under it? Of course he should be!

"While you do that... I'll be right back." He looked at the man wondering if he'd just lay back and fall asleep. This was turning into a very unexpected night in every night. Elijah almost wondered if the man would even remember any of it happening as he poured a glass of water and brought it back for him to drink.

"If nothing else, it'll help that taste in your mouth."He said, holding it to him expectantly.