Settling JB down, he chuckled. "Yep, I do. I gave up everything for him, I should spoil him for it," he said, but he moved up as far as he could, settling in at the head of Harry's bed. One butt cheek on the bed, leg curled and the other on the floor, bracing himself. It wasn't going to be comfortable. Not at all, but it would let Harry lay down and stay close.

"Lay back and rest your head here," he said, petting his chest. "I'll stay right here with you," he said, making that vow. "Lay back for me, Harry? I'll say please."