"Off the trenchcoat. Now." His demand was in reference to the way that somehow during the night you'd not only gotten possession of, but wrapped yourself in as an extra blanket during the night. He didn't have any particular attachment to the trenchcoat besides the fact that it was simply just one of the few things he genuinely owned and he didn't want it to be messed up. Regardless of how much enjoy her gotten out of spending the night with you. He groaned in annoyance at your denial of his demand, fighting back a slight smile as you instead nestled closer against his side and let him run his fingers through your hair. He'd already put on his clothes with the intent of getting up and leaving before you'd even woken up, getting back to his duties and refusing the acknowledge that this even happened. But instead he'd been compelled to stay and sit by your side as you groggily woke up after a few minutes of muttering incomprehensibly. Now after more of his consideration, he allowed you to stay on the jacket for the moment as he huffed and rested his head against the wall.