The squeeze had relaxed him more than he'd like to admit. It seemed to work better than Charles' little finger stroke, but Caden put that down to more contact and the drink he had floating around in his system. The action had been enough for him to stand and put his drink away. He turned the bottle around and eyed it up for any hidden lines Charles might have placed upon it to monitor how much liquid it held, but he couldn't see anything visabley upon it.<br/><br/>"Pft. I'm not good at following instructions. But I'll do my best" he said turning back around to face Alan. "It's strange... But I feel like I can trust you" maybe the drink was helping calm him, but he could see something in Alan that hit a little spark in him. He just wasn't sure what it was. Still, regardless of the spark. He still needed to be careful. Alan was still after his giant and he couldn't allow anything to happen to him.<br/><br/>Both moved to the exit and Caden gave his first chuckle since they'd met. "You think pretty high of yourself don't you?" he said in a more playful tone. "We'll be okay. If we think it, it'll happen" they needed to win. But he was interested to see what Nick made of all this.<br/><br/>Nick greeted them and seemed a little shock with the presents of Alan. He opened the door for the pair and climbed in soon after to start their journey home. Caden passed over the information about Alan's belongings and Nick obeyed and took the paper from him, but it was obvious his friend had some questions. Most of them were normal questions due to the circumstances. Were the jobs going to stay? How long was the case going to take? How were the pair feeling about everything? Did Charles know? But Caden eventually asked his friend to silence himself unless Alan wanted to answer. Being out of the office and getting that little bit of fresh air had finally mixed with the whisky and he was feeling warm and fuzzy. If he was allowed to, he'd probably have snuggled up to whoever was beside him and happily closed his eyes... But he kept the urge back and shifted slightly in his seat. He couldn't even feel the bruising to his rear anymore. Hopefully that was a good sign.