Ivan wraps his arms around Timo's neck and just hangs on. He's not overly heavy for a boy his age, almost a bit too thin - which just seems to be a thing. He doesn't remember not eating properly. After all at least where food and clothes were concerned, he was always treated according to the status of his family, right?

When Timo sets him on the bed, he slumps a bit, yawning, but then leans forward and starts to unlace the ties of one of his shoes, clumsily and at less than half the speed that he would be able to do it at normally. "There is sleepwear in the trunk." He's not sure where, he didn't pack it, but there was some before so it still has to be there, right?