[Chris shoots him a gentle smile and puts a hand on his shoulder as he passes, though he stops to reach for Bash's wrist and tug him along with him.

Chris leads them to Bash's couch and settles at one end to give plenty of room for the other man to stretch out. In the meantime, his bag gets left by his feet once he's retrieved the small choclate bar. Dark chocolate with cinnamon and cloves had seemed a combination Bash might like when Chris had seen it.]

Settle in here lovely, let me take care of you a bit. You do so well for those around you, but the care ought be returned time to time.