[ She startles like a kid who's been caught nodding off in class by a strict teacher. Must be totally beat, to be desperate enough to sleep outside of the rooms. In a room like his, it won't be pretty, or clean (unless Chara's come through with a vengeance, carving a path of cleanliness through clutter) but at least she'll be able to get some uninterrupted shut-eye. Or... mostly uninterrupted. The return of Frisk has lessened the more disruptive dreams that used to have him jolting awake.

After that row he had with Wade earlier, it's unlikely he'll be getting any real sleep tonight, period.

He instead chooses to angle his head at the Ralts with a wink. ]

...Hey, sleepyhead. You Little Miss Cactus's very own freeloader?

[ He chuckles. Yeah, he's got one of those around here somewhere, sometimes he wakes up with a Riolu curled up inside his ribcage, or in the shell of his hood. He should, uh, probably pay more attention to him, but he's not very good at this sort of thing. Sans straightens up, rubbing a palm over the crown of his skull. ]

I'm gonna be out on the balcony for a while. You gonna be ok?