If Gokudera is going to sleep this deeply, he'll likely end up with a sandcastle around him. The alien child is stacking shells, accessorizing the tail, and then actually placing them as high as possible on Gokudera's chest.

The teen makes a soft, mumbled remark and wipes at his face, knocking the stack of small rocks and shells over. It's not loud, but it's not easy to ignore, and slowly, his eyes open. Ugh... why does he feel so heavy?

"Wh-what's going on?" He yawns and moves to sit, then notices that it's a bit difficult because WOAH WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?! "Ack! Go away!" He waves his hand and the young alien scampers off, making a very happy sound. It's probably a laugh, and Gokudera looks over at Yamamoto, picks up a shell, and throws it nice and hard almost point-black at his forehead.