No amount of prediction'd be worth bein' separated from you.

[He raises his hand as he looks up, brushing it lightly and fondly through Ayumu's hair... Or at least, as much as he can reach from this angle.]

...Y'know, I've spent most of the past few days sleepin', but a little more doesn't sound bad at all.

[In fact, his eyes are already beginning to droop, breathing already deep and regular as he rests in Ayumu's arms.]