After a while, Atty let out a noiseless yawn.
Hannah smiled. "Ready for bed?"
He pouted as he shook his head.
En put his hands on his hips. "You want to be sick?"
Atty laid his head down on the sofa. 'Couch bed.'
"A couch is not a proper bed," En said.
Grandma said, "You need good sleep if you want to get better."
Atty signed, 'Couch is comfy.' His pout deepened, making him look like a stubborn kitten.
Grandma chuckled softly and reached for the blankets she had brought earlier. "Alright, young man, you can sleep on the couch bed, but you still have to get under these covers."
Hannah helped unfold the blankets and tucked them around Atty. "There! Comfy and cozy. Deal?"
Atty gave her a small smile and nodded.
En grabbed a pillow and lightly tossed it onto the couch. "At least use this, Star. You're not fooling anyone about being fine."
Atty hugged the pillow close and signed a quick 'Thanks.'
