"Yes, they are staying," Vyers repeated, placing a hand on his hip and he looked down at Timon. Considering this was his home to begin with, should he not be able to decide who could and couldn't stay? "They have done nothing to warrant being thrown out, and if the Organization does follow, then we will deal with it as it comes." He gave a small shrug, sighing. "You place far too little confidence in me."

Vyers frowned at Timon's sudden decision. Only until then? Well, perhaps his decision would change in the time between. While it would be rather... uncomfortable to have so mane people living under one roof, to say the least, it was better than leaving the three children to face the Organization on their own, even if they were targets. How quickly did Timon seem to forget that he was a minor target, and Larxene had proven that--at least to her--Vyers himself was a possible target as well. When it came down to it, was anyone truly safe from the Organization?

Bedspace, admittedly, might be a bit of a challenge. Much like Timon, Vyers wasn't ready to give up his bed, not without significant prodding and/or guilting.

He turned toward Namine next, shaking his head. "Worry not, mademoiselle. He tends to scream like this more often than you would think."