[Ah--? He looks surprised again before politely swatting Aizawa's hand with all the grace of a young boy trying to tell his mom he's really just fine, thank you. He's not about to admit that Aizawa's a pleasantly sturdy and soft person to lean into.] I'm fine, really. Maybe a little tired; what a surprise, that a school full of teenagers could tire someone out!

[What a solid joke, good job.

He stands up, kneading the sharp juts of his lower spine with a groan.]

Try to actually get some sleep tonight?

[He doesn't expect anything of the sort, but it's habit to say something about it, so.]