...a while. [ That's all the detail Heine will go into. He tips his head back to rest against the couch. ] You might miss them, but you're gonna end up banging your head again because of it.

[ He's half-serious about the warning. Heine doesn't think Coco is an airhead, just that he seems too focused on things that can't be attained here sometimes. It's dangerous that way. ]

Just a guess. [ Heine shifts underneath the comforter, pulling it back up over his shoulders when it slips down. Not moving around and being in the rain earlier has made him colder than he realized. The desire to press himself into that gap between Coco's body and the back of the couch is slightly too strong, but he still resists. ] I'm fine. You're the one not wearing a shirt. [ And therefore probably feeling how cool Heine's skin is where it brushes against his. ]

It's, uh, not a very good movie. [ Tipping his head at the screen. ] Just fun to watch.