[ Empty. His first thought is that his hand feels empty when Kanda leaves his grasp, fingers closing in around themselves to stifle the sensation of loss. As such--or maybe just because the mystical Mother Tree is on Yu's side tonight--he misses the split second between the rise of that blush and sudden preoccupation with the blanket.

Picking his legs up to be helpful, Lavi shrugs with a light laugh--he's never really been sure why they work outside of their propensity to abide secrets--but even that seems to have changed lately.

(Or has it? Lavi is, after all, keeping a new secret from Yu, and he damn well intends to keep it to his grave.

Which at the rate of things isn't that far away so it seems fairly doable.) ]

Yeah, I guess so! I'm really just a miscellaneous detail for warrants like these anyway. Kinda hard to compete with you.

[ A bit disparaging of self, perhaps, but not in a way that seems to bother him. He's long since accepted that while he's damn good in a fight, he's never going to be at Kanda's level.

At the comment about bed, Lavi nods, yawning just by virtue of bringing it up. There are few things he loves more than sleep, which means it's often the first sacrifice when he enters that so-called bookman-mode. A peace summit that only lasts a few days will definitely push him to the ends of his endurance, but it's what he signed up for. ]

That sounds like a great idea. Might as well get a headstart before things get exciting.

[ Reaching down to reclaim the blanket, he stands, stretching carefully and donning the comforter like an oversized cape the few steps to the bed. There are two beds so it would follow that Yu would claim the other one..

..even so he murmurs as he collapses on the mattress, preparing himself for the perpetual war of who-has-more-blanket early. ]

Get the lights and hurry up. I'm not gonna warm the blanket just for you to claim 'I only have the corner'.