The Reaper had been in the middle of a jaw-cracking yawn when he spied company out of the corner of his eye. He wasn't in the mood to play though and finished the yawn before looking to see who it was. Oh, huh...Jade. What were the odds? The man looked just as tired as Soul felt. He gave a tiny wave of something like greeting before thumping his head lightly back onto said hand, wings folding irritably behind him.
It was rare that he didn't want to play his games, but right now, Lost Soul could not be bothered. And Jade required more energy than he had anyway.
He watched disinterestedly as Jade headed to the counter, blue eyes not as sharp as normal. Stupid freaking idiot that was singing outside...he sipped a little more of the coffee, it being still too hot to drink outright at the moment, before saying blankly, "Singing keeping you up too?" Yeah, Soul was tired.