"You--" worry too much, Alec wanted to say, but was starting to feel like a broken record at this point so changed midstream. "Not a rehab center. I'm not that pathetic. And I don't need anyone hovering over me wondering if I've taken my pills. Get enough of that here." He didn't want to stay at a hotel either. It felt really bloody impersonal and the sheets were always starchy. It was fine for one night but for two or three it would make him a little mad. He always valued privacy.

Still he supposed there was nothing for it.

"Fine. I'll be at a hotel til the end of the week then."