Ollie gave him an odd look, his brows furrowing a bit as he looked at Ty. He was, he realized, going to have to be the one to try to get them back on something like an even keel. He smirked a bit and tapped Ty on the cheek with his bandaged hand. "I punched a wall over you," he said, "and you haven't kissed it better yet."

He slipped back into the hotel room and set aside the alcohol before he looked back at Ty. "That's me, by the way, not the wall."