No, no, no. I'm fine. Perfectly fine. [ Nelson patted Bradbury's shoulder gently, tsking once, before he stood again. Slowly, so he could make a show of how steady on his feet he was. He looked Bradbury over again and patted his head, then his cheek, in one last show of affectionate concern before he stepped away. ] I just need to eat -- I was going to make something. Oh, right--!

[ Remembering that he was going to make dinner, Nelson's eyebrows rose and he turned to disappear, momentarily, into the kitchen. Something clatters vaguely, and a couple of moments later he comes out again. ]

Don't you worry about me. I'll get a shirt for you. And pants. And there's, uh -- [ He gestures vaguely down a hallway. ] A shower... [ He pauses and purses his lips for a moment. ] Uh, it shouldn't be long! You two can chat, uh, help yourself t-to drinks.

[ He disappears quickly back into the kitchen. ]