Carden can't help but laugh at that, smirking as he tosses back at least some more of his own drink and stands to head upstairs. There's a bit of a tease in his grin at how quickly Azwel's agreed to this, but then, he'd be lying if he said he was hoping for any other outcome. It's flickered through his head that he's probably somewhat taking advantage here, that they should slow down and he should let memories happen before sleeping together, or at least stop playing around with the whole thing.

... but since when has "should" ever stopped either one of them, particularly when it comes to the two of them together?

"Healing first," he says, on their way up to the room, trying to be firm about it. He means it, but then, literally all it's going to take to distract him is touch at this point.