Good...I'm glad to hear that. [Franciscus glances at the foot of the bed where the blanket's been rolled up. He should probably get it, but at the same time he doesn't want to separate from Osomatsu. Ah well, it's a warm night, they can go without just once. Franciscus lifts a hand to run through Osomatsu's hair as he continues speaking.]

Mmm...I'm glad you dragged me to that party tonight.