I'm sure. Bet you can conduct a shocking conclusion for it with your nice shiny arm.

[Dazai, already seated, patted Bedivere's futon. It was nice and clean and properly dusted only because having dust allergies as his cause of death wasn't very elegant.]

Like how bugs can climb bed frames and hide in the space under it? [Dazai reclined on his own futon and propped his head up.] Or, wait, let me guess - your dear mage somehow created a spell that allowed you and your comrades to bring your beds during camping trips. Not that I blame you, since it sounds like an upgrade from a bedroll or a mat. Certainly better than sleeping on grass.