Even though tired, Dylan raised an arm to box Craig in the stomach though there was no power in the move, even less than when he normally joked with things like that. "I'm always gorgeous, so of course I would. I look better as a blonde though, besides how would it look if we had the same hair colour?" He tsked. "Nah, much better that the three of us are all different."
He tensed slightly at the mention of date, assuming it was Sirius and a talk had somehow turned into a date in Craig's mind. He didn't say anything though, because that was up to James. "Good luck," he said. "And no hovering, we've hovered over enough as it is."
He closed his eyes, feeling the tiredness claim him again. "You'd better go," he yawned. "Either that or make yourself comfortable because if I fall asleep with you as my pillow you're not moving until the morning."