"I want to go with you."

He sets his features in a stubborn arrangement, "You're not leaving me."

Memories assault him. Coralee at Big Sur, other hotels, a hotel clerk flirting with him in - Prague? Yes. Prague. Richard doesn't freeze, instead he straightens despite a slight limp, "Then I'll sleep and eat. it feels like I haven't ever done that."

Because he hadn't.

That thought hits him and he adjusts his glasses. One of the lenses slightly cracked.

"...Lead the way." He will be snooty and fussy and commanding to the end.