Ashya fell backwards, luckily landing on the soft bed as Loic slid out of it, managing to keep her hand off the blanket. The girl didn't bother getting up as the templar-in-training stumbled to his shirt. "You don't wear a shirt to bed?" she asked interestedly, rolling onto her tummy and giggling as she watched him get stuck in pulling it on. Boys could be so funny sometimes.
The girl herself was still clad in her apprentice robes, frayed at the hems, and rather wrinkled from her antics. She sat up as Loic landed on the bed again, pouting. "Coome oooon," she said, sliding off the bed and grabbing Loic's hand with her free hand and tugging at it. Although he wasn't exactly the largest boy in the tower, he was bigger than her and with one hand she wasn't very successful in moving him. "Want to know what else I can do? I can freeze your feet right now and then you'll never get any sleep anyway!"