"That's how it's said," Spike snorted in amusement and tried to right himself, annoyed that he was walking like a total prat right now but his head did hurt still. Nothing like a good bash to the brain to get his head rattled. Feeling vastly more content now Nicolas 'adored' him, he threw his arm around Nicolas's shoulder. Partially for support, partially as an excuse to touch him. But hey, friendly touch, he could get away with that without being read into. "So fancy coming home to mine after all this action and helping me pack? I was supposed to be done tonight but I can't be arsed now. And I also feel kind of sick."