The greeting earned a small, wry smile. "Don't worry, I understand. I think we both would have preferred if we could have met someplace else." But they hadn't, and this was how they'd met, so they might as well make the most of it. He shook Guy's hand firmly, trying to communicate that he was still glad to know the other man.

The request surprised him, but only for a moment. It was sobering to think about, but it would be better to lock Claude in their room or tie him up than to let him run loose like that. It would be better than having to fight him, or letting him hurt someone else, and maybe if they could keep him still long enough, they could find some way to help. Something still ached inside him, though. Even if it was the best option they had, it still hurt to think of locking someone up.

"I don't have any rope," he said, voice quiet. "But if it's really that bad, I can lock the door. I don't... I don't think I should leave him alone, though. If he changes back, he may need help. I could stand guard outside his door." A pause, then- "Should I tell him?"