[ True enough, but if he got depressed in the middle of the night it was bound to get cold like before. She'd ...intended to pull a chair over to sit at his side and keep watch over him, but that apology... it was like twisting a knife and not even meaning to. ]

... Natsu...

[ Without really thinking about it, she slipped into the bed next to him, though sitting and not curling up under the covers. After another pause, she shifted over enough to tug him over a little against her lap, shaking her head. ]

You don't have anything to apologize for.

[ Or, at least he's apologized enough for one day. She reached up, pushing her side tail out of the way so it wouldn't tickle his face when she looked down at him, blushing enough to warm the room all her own. ]