He used her own upward momentum as she bounced up for what she didn't realise would be her final time, and then pushed outwards on her shoulders with both hands. Simultaneously, he tucked his legs back and twisted to the side, so his legs dangled off the edge of the bed. He looked sideways at her, suppressing another yawn. 'I dislike you very much right now.'
Rubbing his face in an attempt to wake up a little bit more, Loic begrudgingly stood up, walking around Ashya to get to the trunk at the foot of his bed so he could pull out a shirt and probably a cloak as well, given the temperatures the Tower could reach at night. Luckily, he'd passed out earlier with his trousers still on, so he hadn't had to worry about that. Tugging the shirt on over his head, he went to sit back down on the bed in order to put on his boots, rather proud of himself for only getting stuck in the shirt for a few seconds in his sleepy, sore, stupor.
'No burning me either,' he added, belatedly, half-heartedly pulling at the strings on the top of the shirt before deciding it didn't matter and just sitting there for a moment with his cloak resting on his knees. Then, he let himself fall sideways again. 'Bed is comfyyyy though.'