[He actually takes the ribbing well enough, mostly that he's not fully insulted by Ferran's comment. The prince just continues to walk around, grabbing a blanket and a pillow, and airing them out before returning to his spot on the couch. He'd prefer if they were freshly clean, but whatever, guess he's had worse.]

Only causing yourself harm? I believe I can live with that.

[He plops the pillow down, only taking a moment to pull off his boots before fully lying down on the couch.]

Of course, I'd rather not wake up to a corpse. So, do try to keep yourself alive for the night.