[He doesn't have any strength in him to protest. He just looks up pitifully, squinting some against the light as the other boy pokes his head in. He's still too disoriented to really worry about the fact the other now knew just why he'd been avoiding sleep or keeping his distance. Hell, it'd been a miracle he hadn't tossed and turned more when they shared the same bed.
He did fidget some though, knowing full well he may have to explain himself.]