He was not all for dying lately. However, Tom's lack for a verbal response irked him, though of course, he would not voice this. Well, he tried? Being caring? Too much trouble.
He straightened, coming off taller than he really was, and looked around, frowning.
"Being that was a bust, can I go back to sleep now?" He asked, in what would've been a whining voice if his tones actually changed pitch.