[ Ray, on the other hand, is very compelled by this new information; his eyebrows both raise, expression somewhere between surprised and endeared. He probably should have guessed, honestly, but his gaydar has always been iffy at best. ]

Aww. [ Hand to heart. ] Then that worked out pretty well for us, actually. If I can't have a husband at least we can both be each other's beards.

[ Famous last words before they inevitably come to blows over if and how to decorate the house (and probably a million other things as well), but... well, for now.

He looks back over to Archer, squinting vaguely at the wound. ]

Suit yourself. But you do know that's gonna need at least a couple'a stitches, right?

[ Not offering to help, though; he'll gladly go back to bed and leave Archer to figure that out for himself. ]