Ah... I suppose that explains the rummaging for food at an ungodly hour. Or that he keeps trying to stay on me. But... mm... knocking over things and littering pillows on the floor. That, I can't still figure out.

[Fish pouts at the tiefling still on them. It's really obvious that they're doting on him. Must be quite a sight seeing a violet devil-spawn and a lighter lilac merfolk together.]