[ Molly makes a protesting sound, tail lashing like an annoyed cat's at the horrible morning racket. Since one of his arms has slid over Fjord's waist during the night, he uses that to his advantage to pull the half-orc against him as soon as he's yelled back at Beau. He's warm and smells good and is not allowed to leave quite yet. ]

Mmm... not that I don't appreciate the results, but one day's break isn't going to ruin you.

[ He says with a soft yawn, eyes still closed. ]

Give me a few minutes and I'll go back to my bed.