“I can arrange that.” There should be plenty of space for their little bed in the closet, so Sam scooped them up and got up to open it. Yes, they could sit there on a shelf that used to hold t-shirt, perfect. “My closet isn’t as cute,” he apologised, but hanging in the back was his old flight suit costume, the one from Oliver’s lock screen, so he held it up for Oliver. The shelves held more model trains and cars, chess pieces and boards, a baseball bat, old gaming equipment, the suit he wore to prom.