Rokuro is startled to leave the bathroom and find Tech asleep. The clone is always thinking, moving, and doing. That Tech has turned his personal space into a workshop did not come as any real surprise. He doesn't seem to rest of his own accord, only stopping when necessary, or because the people around him aren't able to keep up. Rokuro included.

He is quiet, padding barefoot across the room to remove a light blanket from the surface of Tech's bed and drape it over the Clone's shoulders. Sleeping upright isn't the most comfortable of positions, but given Tech's body has decided enough is enough, Rokuro isn't about to challenge it.

If the clone doesn't wake, he will turn the light off, carefully, without so much as a click, and take a seat upon the nearby couch. A few minutes of listening to the clone breathe in the dark of a safe, already familiar space, and Rokuro drifts off almost as easily.