For after a single attempt at resistance, he swayed and hung heavy on Standish's supporting arm.

He made shift to mumble a dazed good night to Claire.

Then he suffered Milo to support him up the stairs and along the wide upper hall to the open doorway of a bedroom.
Even at the threshold he seemed too uncertain of his footing to cross the soft-lit room alone.

And Milo supported him to the bed.

Gavin slumped heavily upon the side of it, his aching head in his hands.