Figures. I guess I should be grateful, if it's the reason I'm awake in the first place, but...
[But. That's the thing here -- he doesn't feel much gratefulness towards the party, even less whatever higher power here in Miracle Country is responsible for his arranged sleep.
He sighs, too, mirroring Art before making a small tilt with his head, indicating towards a smaller path that leads away from the bustle of the party, surrounded by rose bushes.]
Fancy a walk? I'd take you dancin', but... maybe later. [He's not feeling that just now, and neither is Art, he imagines.]