"Sure", Craig said of the thanks. He snuck his hands under him, unfastening his belt and unzipping his pants. Remembering the teasing Dove tended to give him for his immodesty, he thought better and pulled the sheet and thin blanket back over him.
"Yeah, if you don't like them, don't wear them." They looked a bit clunky and uncomfortable, Craig momentarily felt sympathy for him. "Don't worry, I'll get you up." Under the covers, Craig began to move, pulling his pants and the rest off of him to ready himself for sleep. "There a certain time you want to be up by?"