It is warm and cozy, and when he noticed he is finally sleepy, tired out from playing their game, hopefully the medicine is kicking in.

Softly, "Ah. Wei Ying." Not wanting to hurt him, but it must be said. "Wei Ying. No, just..." He swallows nervously. This one doesn't belong to him and will never will be and shouldn't be. Correcting him, "Just the bed where you sleep. I want you to be comfortable"

Gently, he scoops him up in his arms, carrying him princess style, and walks him toward to the elevator to go back up and back to his floor.