Perking up at the mention of honey, Nate's tail swished, hairs flicking atop the bed as eyes filled with curious hope. He loved honey, in particular the honey sandwiches that Senri would make for him. Hands pressing into the mattress, Nathan propping his torso up as mismatched orbs finding the human. "Is there anymore honey left?" he wondered, eyes glimmering with the minute hope that perhaps, somewhere stored away, there was honey to be spread between soft pieces of bread just for him. Of course it wasn't the end of the world if there wasn't, but a boy could dream could he not? It was just his favorite food, and like anyone else that heard their favorite food was thought of being made.<br/><br/>The blanket was set over his body, leaving Nathan to settle into the sheets, face heating at the feeling of soft lips on his skin. Senri always did treat him more like a small child than the adult he really was but Nathan never had the heart to correct him. Pulling a pillow from above him and hugging it to his chest, the centaur settled into the sheets with a soft sigh. The lights were flicked off, leaving him in darkness as eyes fell closed. Despite not being all that tired, at least Nathan didn't think he was until he was laying down, being surrounded by Senri's scent allowed the young horse to drift off to a semi peaceful slumber, chest rising and falling with a soft snore.