"No," Matthias insists through the rush of relief that Dutch is still here. And, from the look of her, whole and safe and...she'd probably just been using the bathroom or watching TV. Heat warms Matthias' face to have jumped to such a dramatic conclusion, to have worried so much.

"He is-- he was in your bed, I think," Matthias explains, motioning to the mountain of a man in front of him. He is not only unfairly larger than Matthias, but also better looking. And in far less clothes. Matthias' eyes narrow a little and he moves to stand by Dutch, and also a little bit in front of her.