“Alright then.”; Markus didn’t want to argue with Oliver. He would be glad for the warmth of Oliver with him, but if he was going to stay awake anyways, then what was he supposed to do?
“I’m really happy we’re finally traveling!”, he said with a bright smile.
His companion’s childlike optimism amused him. There was no reading to argue about things that didn’t matter. If he found himself wanting to share the blanket with Markus, then he could ask.
“The first night isn’t always the best, but… you get used to it. Hey, usually I do this with less money and not much food, so it’s better than what I’m used to. Besides…”, he thought over what he was saying for a moment, “I have you.”
Markus was a little surprised by that, but he smiled brightly and nodded. He was glad he never ate a lot anyways.
“I’m very happy you’re glad I’m here.”, he said, smiling bright and happy. It was nice to be wanted! Even if only a little. He was just glad to not be a burden or something.