[Ingo rests his head against Emmet's in turn. He ought to be talking. But it's hard to know what to say. Nothing has happened to him since Emmet was gone, really; nothing he thinks is worth being said.]

I, ah...I will make something decaffeinated. Better not to stay up, perhaps. And there is some sweet mochi left over, if you want some of it after you are done with that!

[He might have offered it first, but...well, it's that hunger, you sort of need to see to it.]