Berto parted his lips to decline but quickly closed them. Despite the tight hold he felt in his system and tension between his muscles, a smile crept slowly across his lips. Did he really give Samuel enough credit sometimes? His gaze shifted from the wolf to Samuel and finally, he shook his head more at himself than the boy in front of him. "Perhaps it'd be a good way to relieve stress." he admitted. "I don't need much more than rest, though. Th-..thanks." he finished the setance with a sigh. He had a horrible feeling about what was to come, but he had to wait for Obie to tell them. Perhaps not Kyle.