"It is nice..." And it sure was true. Oliver yawned the instant Juno's had finished, and he sleepily nuzzled into his pillow. "Don't be sorry for anything. You're welcome over here any time you wanna." He blinked once before adding, "honestly, it was a little too quiet in here anyhow. I'm used to the pitter patter of little Marcos." He tossed a glance at the Marco-shaped lump in the bed before reaching a hand out to lightly poke at it. "I got a few things to do tomorrow, but you two can stay in here as long as you want."