[He lets himself be pushed easily enough. Though, uh... Given the whole situation, it makes him even more flustered.]

... Well, the couch's going to be uncomfortable with the two of us.

[It's a loveseat? It's not even big enough to fit Carlos the times he's slept on it, so. Of course, he's assuming Junpei would be on the couch as well. He glances towards the bed as the move away from the door, frowning.]

Polly uses the bed. But it should be clean, and it's not that big of a deal.

[Hate that he had to say "should." Does Polly do her laundry? We just don't know.]