Fisher ignored Will for the most part, keeping his eyes closed and pretending like he might actually have fallen asleep. Lyle used to able to in four seconds flat, so it wasn't all that impossible to imagine. But Fisher's mind was constantly running with inane bullshit, so he never fell asleep quickly. Still, laying in th quiet and having minerva purring and Will's warmth close by was almost enough to make him sleepy.
The medium's eyes remined closed, despite Will looking at him, until he heard that he was adorable. One eye peered open, giving Will a skeptical fishy eye. "Hey, I brought the cat, she seems to be keeping you occupied like crazy. What, you want me to get you a stripper?" Eye closing again, Fisher snuggled into the pillow, which smelled like Will's shampoo.