<blockquote class="uncited"><div>However, it's Chris who makes decisions for the band, I already stated that and I'm sticking to it. I'll advise... and in this case I'd advise yes, but you'll have to ask him. Later. He needs his rest, and the comfort of a cuddly fox snuggled up against him."</div></blockquote><br/>"I'm rested enough to make my own decisions I think." Chris grinned as he walked across the roof, displaying an impressive or stupid aversion to cold by coming out in just a t-shirt and boxers. He sat down next to them and sighed. "Well, no more secrets it seems. If it's not blood frenzy it's..." he motioned towards the wolfeasel. "Whatever he is." He laughed and gave Reizu a friendly punch on the shoulder, shaking his head. "Oy. Of course you can stay, you idiot. You think I'd kick you out when you have something that<span style="font-style: italic">helps</span>our quest?" He hugged his bassist for a moment before settling into the lotus position and looking up to the sky. "It'll work out."