No, no, no, this is fine, [ Lupin answers rather hastily. Getting carried around by Cairngorm outside of a life-or-death situation sounds kind of embarrassing. His pride!! ] I'm the kind of guy that could sleep on a picket fence. You don't need to get me anything.

[ he's slept on the ground and on the floor enough times in his life that a couch is actually pretty luxurious. In the back of his mind, he's got a list of other things he needs to do - check on Maya, check on Akira, check on Akechi, check on just about everyone, really - but the idea of taking a quick nap is so tempting that he can't resist it. When they move off the couch, he shifts to lay down, stretching out like a lazy alley cat and closing his eyes. It's a little cold, especially after sloshing around in the water like he had been, but he'll be fine. ]

Just give me... an hour, an hour and a half. Then I'll be out of your hair.

[ if Cairngorm leaves him, he will, in fact, fall asleep pretty fast. Normally, he'd be on edge about leaving himself in the open in someone else's house, but he feels pretty safe around Cairngorm, and he's also simply too tired to care, between the exertion of today and the sickness he's been battling all week. ]