He could protest- looks for a moment as though he's going to- but doesn't. Just presses his lips together and nods a little, then smiles over at him and squeezes his hand before drawing it away.

"Okay, deal." He lets out a short breath, scrubbing a hand over his face.

"I kind of feel like I'm gonna crash. Is it completely lame if I take a nap?" he asks, offering Billy an abashed, uneven smile.