Spencer could sit on Heathcliff, actually. Sprawled between Ira and Cash, the large boy is already fast asleep and experience has taught them all that he's a thoroughly sound sleeper. He rests on his stomach, arms folded around his pillow and face tucked against it so that his breathing is almost silent. It would be easy to forget he was there if he wasn't taking up so much space smack in the middle of the tent.