"Not exactly a jerk." He'd never say that when he can understand the man's reasoning, even if he doesn't necessarily agree with it. He stays where he is, brushing a thumb over Nick's stubble and then his fingers back into Nick's hair, combing it back and trying not to wince at how it obviously needs a good wash. "But I don't think you're doing either of us any favors, either. If you don't want to be here, then you can come to my house. I'll even drive."

Not that he has his car here, as that would be far too obvious for the media. He'll drive Nick's for him. Even if he has to adjust the seat a little.