And there was Ford. Looking so sleepy, beautiful and adorable that Tycho felt like he might combust. The world was unfair. The 'No' was muffled due to the stubbornly shut window but he could hear it.

If a raven could make itself look forlorn and pitiful, Tycho certainly did his best to express it. Then he tapped again, more insistently now that he knew Ford was awake.