"...what, that I might grow some existential angst and resent you for swooping in to save my life? I've already been a teenager once, man. As long as I don't get a bout of vampire acne I think I can handle coming to terms with this new life. You saved me. You gave me Delta back. You don't want anything from me that I'm not willing to give, so." He shrugs, shifting enough to not fall off the bed and ending up with his head on Locus' shoulder.

Because cuddly bastard.

"Maybe I will, maybe I won't, but the odds are in favor of us being cool."