"I know you said I could stay whenever. But I got a dorm room assignment today, so if you would rather I didn't I can always go back there." He said softly into Thatch's shoulder. He rested his head against the older man and yawned widely. Honestly, Ace had no idea what he wanted either. Home, company, food, sex....he had no idea. He wanted all of those things and none of them. So he would settle for being alone with Thatch. Marco had Grell, and he wasn't sure what Namur was doing...but the fishman wasn't a cuddler so it defeated the purpose anyway.

"I know you're probably not tired yet...but is it alright if I go to bed?"