Ben rolls his eyes, makes a face that includes wrinkled up nose and his eyes shut tight like he's going to be mad about it, and then he climbs right into bed because he's not going to give up a good old-fashioned brotherly cuddle, not when they're both in a good mood.

Besides, if this actually helps to sleep?

"Don't steal the blankets," he warns, "or I'll knee you in the stomach to get them back."