"Great!" He smiled brightly, ducking under one of her arms to support her better, and started up the stairs. "Then let's get you to bed. Glass of water and some sleep, and you'll be feeling just fine come morning."

He hoped she would, anyway. If she woke up with a raging hangover, it would be entirely his fault - besides which, he didn't particularly fancy seeing her temper when she was in that state. Ah, well. She'd be near Alain up here, so if the worst came to the worst, he'd wheedle that much nicer friend into seeing to her. The important thing was getting her to bed now.