Roger quirked an eyebrow at Marcus. "This is your way of telling me that I didn't do a good enough job of tiring you out isn't it," he quipped, before sitting up slightly against the pillows. "Give me a second to find some of the good lotion again and we can do that thing with my legs around your waist again, eh," he teased. His expression softened and he poked his tongue out lazily. "Don't worry about waking me up," he responded, before tilting his head. "But was there a reason for you being up? What's the time anyway?"