The hand squeeze was a pleasant surprise, cheeks flushing slightly in a blush, but he squeezed back. Chuckling with the shoulder-bump, and letting her move slightly ahead of him. "If I have to come wake you up, try not to hit me with a lightsaber okay? Those things look like they hurt."

Teasing her in turn, smiling as she smirked. "Mom swore by ice-cream. Especially if it had raw chocolate chip cookie-dough." An eyebrow-raised in amusement.