Chase was hovering somewhere between being asleep and awake, though if he had to really admit it sleep was certainly winning. He was happily marinating in the comfortable warmth of the bed, with the smell and feel of Kiley and clean blankets and sheets. His brain kept telling him just to drift off again, that maybe it wasn't even daylight out yet, but somehow he doubted that.
As much as he hadn't minded Kiley's room, particularly because Kiley was there, he couldn't lie that he preferred his own space, his own bed, his own blanket despite the fact that it had made the move with him. He missed his shower, and the entire pretty zen bathroom. Of course, none of the things here were actually his, aside from what had come from home, and he could argue Kiley as well, but it was as close as he was liable to get.
The feel of Kiley's nose brushing him caused him to smile a little, and at her question he inhaled deeply, sighing as he faintly shook his head. "...nuh uh......you?"