Fine. He would drop the topic for now. When he was well enough to get free, he would escort Charles back to the house, help him start sorting things out.

"Clothes. Books, I have a half finished on the bedside table and there's a couple more in the drawer I had planned on getting to. Toiletries, though I doubt Merlin will let you give me my razor. I'd appreciate if you could give Mr Pickles a quick once over. His fur picks up dust like crazy."