Gamzee pulls the blankets around him and keeps on pulling, and there's the small sound of fabric tearing slightly. He stops once he hears that, though. He doesn't want to deal with Lelouch freaking out on him, or worse, lecturing him. He seems to be the kind of guy that would do that.

Gamzee takes a moment to consider Lelouch's words, then grins. Of course, he can't see it. "... Fuck, bro, I like the sound of that." He laughs, bitter and humorless. "Does breaking them come before or after?" No, don't think, don't think, and especially not like that...