That was the best suggestion he had heard all night, and he nodded softly, just looking forward to getting some sleep. "Yeah, that sounds nice," he said in a soft voice, with a weak smile pulling at the corner of his mouth. Even if it wasn't easy, then he moved his hand from Harry's chest, and ran it through his own hair instead; wanting to diffuse the tension somehow. The tension was lingering in the room, but it wasn't strangeling. It was just making them aware that it still was there, and that they could do with it what they wanted.