[Pachinko seems more than happy to hop up on the couch and curl right up on Rean's lap, obviously content with this new late night visitor. Sure, he's a bit heavy and warm, but with the AC working it's magic, at least Rean won't feel overheated.]

Heh, think nothin' of it.

[He takes that glass to go fill it with water, moving himself to the kitchen but still able to have a conversation over the counter that overlooks into the living room.]

Probably for the best you don't go into school tomorrow--with those bags under your eyes I don't think you're gonna recover that energy by tomorrow morning.

...

Besides, I'm skipping too.