The Most Important Rule is Kindness

Nairn snorted. Safe as houses, huh? He chuckled as she settled on the couch. He lit the last light in the living room, before he retrieved the bucket from under the sink for her.

He sat it on the floor, within easy reach, and took his time settling on the couch beside of her. Because you won a contest. He stated. That was the simple fact of it. She'd won a contest.

It's not the end of the world. Though, you might feel like it is, given how much alcohol you consumed, he teased. Easy-going, even though he was irked with her, in the end it was just a hangover waiting for her in the morning. Nothing worse.

But aside from winnin' a contest, I think you were the best one for the job. Prideful, and he doesn't try to hide it.