.. let's make it a three, considering that it means I might get the chance to thoroughly tell you that I was right about coming along, or they would have blasted you to little goblin pieces on the sidewalks.

[ It's a joke, okay! A fond joke, even, since the smile on Fabian's face may be a little bit cocky, but with something softer and warmer laced in it as he looks at Riz there from where Fabian is still leaning on the side of the bed.

He's just glad that they both got out of there alive, he means. He's glad that he could help protect Riz, and that Riz equally had his back.

M-Maybe having a best friend is nice, okay. Sue him.

He glances over his shoulder, at the door, and then back over at Riz. ]

Look, if you really want to stay in bed, you can. It's just-- Gorgug bought all sort of stuff to make sure he could make a breakfast us two specifically could enjoy, and I don't want him to have wasted all that effort, you know? So I want to make sure to at least be there with him-- but if you really want to stay in bed, I could bring you breakfast here. [ He may be bruised and sore all over, but Fabian can escape whining mode for five minutes to take care of two of his favorite pals, okay. ]