Anything else would have been a waste on somebody with such uncomplicated standards as Ace had. Months of practice in cutting his breaks in most unlikely places had their ways of hardening the boy's spirit, resulting in granting him a rather convenient ability of being able to fall asleep in a matter of seconds.

"No, it's fine," he uttered quietly, "thank you." Although a part of him wished to follow her, if only to fetch the blanket for himself and save her the trouble, the thought was quickly overshadowed by the vision of potentially disturbing Tear's housemates. As in their eyes, he was already nothing but a stranger occupying their basement for reasons unknown, it was probably for the better that he wouldn't leave his designated place for the time being.

With a soft yawn, he let his head fall back against the back of the couch, bringing Rem slightly closer to himself as he watched the bird's movements through half-lidded eyes.

"Please don't ever bite her again," the boy whispered, gently pressing his finger against the animal's beak, "I trust you." Ace had never doubted that chocobos could understand human talk, even those small and scatterbrained like the feathered creature wriggling in his grasp. He only hoped she would actually decide to listen, but that only time would tell.

Either way, it almost seemed as if a certain agreement had been made, as Tear would soon find them both asleep upon her return.