He laughs humorlessly, but is secretly glad that the silence has been broken. "I suppose I have. But I suppose I should attempt to save something for the next time we will have to make one of these trips, hm? There is still so much work to do."

Why does that proposition only worry him more? Ah, but he was being foolish, wasn't he? Of course he was. He just had to keep reminding himself of that.

"You would not mind if I took one of the purple sheets to sleep with tonight, would you?" he asks, deciding that maybe the best course of action would be to try to distract himself as much as possible from the situation at hand.