Relieved that Mot had gotten onto the bed without any injuries--she had half expected for him to pass out and knock his head onto the floor--she eyed the sleeping reaper with a sigh. Next time she would have to make a more concentrated tea, or get him to chug three cups at once, but...at least it worked in the end.

Reaching down, she heaved his feet onto the bed, and then paused to stare at him. She sure as hell wasn't going to strip him for him, but the least she could do was try to get the covers up over him. Grabbing the edge of the blankets that he was lying on, the little Baku used all of her strength and tugged half of the blanket from under the reaper, using this half to drape over Mot. There, that would do for now.

Glancing towards the teapot and the other items, she decided that she would be back for them tomorrow. She didn't want to accidentally wake her friend up now that he had finally gotten to sleep. With one last glance and a small smile, she sneaked out of his room, silently shutting the door behind her.