A few minutes later, once Evan was snoozing, a blanket draped over him(somehow, Tani had still kept a few stored in her arms band), Roland looked up from where he sat, back against the wall. Batu chuckled lowly. “On second thought-” Roland muttered, “-maybe offering myself as a pillow with my circumstances isn’t-” A shift from his lap, and he looked down. “…Roland?” “I’m right here, Evan. Go back to sleep.” “Hear that change in tone?” “Batu, please.”