There was certainly something amusing in watching Tear struggle with the unfortunate piece of cloth, but it wasn't until he himself joined in, finding his feet helplessly kick at the air in an attempt to locate the far edge of the blanket, that he realized how difficult it in fact, was. The alternative solution would be to tuck one's legs a bit closer, something which he soon motioned her towards by timidly prodding her feet with his own, quiet laughter returning as he did.

"Aren't you now regretting your decision to abandon your own bed—..." his breath then hitched sharply, and the teasing tone in his voice dissipated entirely in this briefest of moments. Their faces had been brought so close to one another that their noses almost touched, which in turn caused him to twist his head slightly to the side, maintaining eye contact all the while. "... Partner?"

So many feelings and emotions had become associated with that word, shaping it into something far less neutral than what they had once meant it to be, when they had settled for that particular description of their arrangement. Nevertheless, now wasn't the time to muse over it with the vision of the journey ahead, and so he allowed himself to relax as best as he could, given the circumstances.

The question that followed was more serious than the previous one, though. "Are you okay?"