Curse Ken's stubbornness. Popping the bottle away from his lips, Chikusa heaves out a sigh as if he's been asked to do the most burdensome thing in the entire universe. At least his other hand is free to catch the scarf.

"How troublesome..." Still, he takes it regardless, and turns away from the table. The cats are starting to bicker with each other over the last of the meat, but he'll leave that for Hakkai to clean up. Or Asshole. Asshole doesn't have anything to do...

"I'm going to bed." By which he means once he does this, he's going to fuck around in their bedroom. It's all the same thing.