"Alright. I'll let you teach me." The look Jason gives Davin can only be described as one of relent. And Alfredo just looks smug as hell as he snacks on the table scraps. "He better." Jason leans over to rub Alfredo's ears. "I give him a hard time, but I couldn't live without you, could I boy?"

Jason huffs a laugh but gets up and heads into the kitchen to grab two beers. "Don't get used to this. Once you're healed up, you're fetching your own beers," he calls back. Jason returns and drops a bottle in Davin's hand before he settles back into the couch, Alfredo moving between them to beg for more food.

"Sure. I told Iris I'd be late. Long as she knows where I am, she won't worry."