He had a moment of looking affronted by the accusation, but then again, it was true. Of course, most of his previous associations were dead and the few he had now were those he felt the need to protect from himself more than anyone else. Tony was one of the few that he stayed so physically close to on a regular basis, and he found himself still more hidden than out in the open when they were together. They would need to...

Oh. There were the drugs hitting him. His body seemed to relax into a slump without his express permission and his mind went soft and fuzzy, like it was filled with cotton. He hummed a low sound in his throat, his eyes half closing as he swayed where he sat and considered simply collapsing to the floor. It wouldn't hurt after all... he couldn't feel any pain!

He lifted his arms and slung them across Tony's shoulders, pulling his bond sluggishly towards him. Like they might just cuddle right here and now. And why not? He was feeling like he wanted a warm body next to him keeping him safe.

"I know," he mumbled, his voice soft and hushed. "I'll always take care of you too... 'cause I love you. You're the... uh... mostest handsome man, and I love you so much. Just wanna be close all the time...."