"You've had a really rough day...." Ric was loathe to move away from Elijah and lingered there for a moment, but did eventually force himself to step away from him and the door, and move back toward the living room and the glasses they'd left. "If we start running too low, I'll make a run to the high school."

Because that made any sense.

Ric was hyper aware of Elijah's presence in the house, now. Hyper aware of Elijah, proximity, the sound of his voice, everything, in the best possible way. He just... needed to pour those drinks and okay maybe he was drawing things out a little, now.