[Peter is in no hurry to move off the bed, just accepting the pats with a tired kind of exhale. His whiskers wiggling seems to slow down for the moment as he closes his eyes. The more of his head that appears from the blankets reveals the teenager does indeed have very large floppy rat ears as well.

A pat feels nice. Then again Peter feels weirdly starved for any interaction at this point, he isn't sure why. Normally, he'd be too stressed by this kind of situation to want anyone to be close to him.]

Tomorrow, I'll... see if I can still walk okay. Right now, I dunno, not super important.

[He peeks up at Otto, a little imploringly.] Are you... gonna stay for a while?