Snickered, and bumped the other back. It wasn’t like he was doing much differently than usual; heists were regularly at absurd times, anyway. He just intended to, instead of it being a side effect. Kept his head touching the other’s, breathing softly.
“Akako,” he reminded. “But yeah, though I imagine he probably thinks that keeping him up at such times is revenge for chasing you, or something.” Would serve the smug bastard right, anyhow.
The pressure of keeping up with heists in general had mostly been forgotten to him, considering he didn’t quite need the rest at all, anymore. But back before, keeping up the image of a cheerful student every day had been so taxing.
“Akako isn’t r’lly one of th’se more constant in trying to chase us down at heists. Nor does she r’lly seem to care for proof. So I stand by only l’sting tantei-san in the question of sleep schedul’s.”
The thief sighed and let his eyes close. …Which, really, he should keep them open, sleep pulls more if he starts giving into it, just… Having another presence not (actively) trying to hurt him tended to make him relax, more often than not. Wariness with this thief only went so far, especially when he just wanted to drift off. Only thing making him stay awake was the knowledge that he shouldn’t entirely trust a Pandora influenced self. He may not hate his counterparts, but he did harbor a strong dislike of the gem.