He let out a loud groan when he felt his blanket so RUDELY stolen from him, but he wasn't ready to just cave in to Sengo just yet. He was stubborn and sleepy which was a terrible combination.

"Go undress yourself," he huffs out, mostly muffled by the pillow he buried his face into.

His hands started grabbing for the edge of his futon, as if bracing himself for any other method Sengo might want to try.