Whoa-- [He's used to just falling if that's how it goes, actually. He's not used to being caught. For a moment, his brows furrow and he reaches up to pat that hand holding him.]

Getting a little fresh there, Steven... And already dragging me back to the room. Didn't think you had it in you. [But joking aside, bed sounds good. They can deal with the rest... in the morning.

But if Steven's bringing back more alcohol... well, he can't blame Marc when he polishes the bottle off before he ends up on sprawled on the couch in his underwear or something.]