[ There's a huff of laughter, and he moves his leg off of McGillis, drawing it back so he can shift it down and over to prod poor sleepy Izou with a knee instead. ]

Kill 'em with what? Your sword was pretty spent by the end of the night.

[ Weren't they trying to escape the sword euphemism? Too bad. Eli won't linger on it, at least. ]

And how was I supposed to know king beds were this big, huh?