That sounds great. I can't wait to see what you come up with.

[ They make it to the elevator with only a few scares -- Drake figures one of them must've kicked debris under the surface, but nothing grabs them. The buddy system works, and once again he's glad Sharkface came along. He probably couldn't have carried everything himself, anyway.

The rest of the journey back is uneventful, peaceful even. A familiar presence at his side, with the promise of that lingering. Drake's pretty sure it won't last, not here, but they can have it for awhile.

They get into his apartment and he heads straight for the laundry. ]

Grab a shower, I'll put clothes outside the door again.