So he goes medieval on you? Why not a gun? Look - just let someone else deal with it. If there's dead bodies, there's a trial coming up and you need to stay awake for this. Give yourself a fair chance to defend yourself.

[ Jesus Christ, what a fucking mess. Elizabeth would be tempted to pull the cigarette he offered her from her cufflink if she wasn't too busy supporting him. With his weight on her, yes, it's a struggle, but she's careful not to further damage herself in the process.

Of course, Elizabeth has her suspicions and questions - she'll pull him aside for those but right now, she's guiding him back towards her room. ]

I'll get her once you're settled. [ A beat. ] Not the first time they were ruined. Gonna be running out by this rate, just don't be shocked if I asked to borrow a button up sometime.

[ She's calling in debts at this rate!!!

And to the room they hobble, not even mentioning Franziska in the process. Elizabeth didn't want to lure him back to thinking he's in any condition to examine a body. She'll lead him towards the bed, carefully letting him brace himself onto the bed. She won't mind the blood for now. ]

Ugh, you smell like alcohol...