"Yeah," he yawns, leaning his head back on the chair as he pulls his feet up. Between the car trip and now whatever the hell time it is, he knows he's getting tired. But he wants to pull through. He has to.

Just a few seconds, he tells himself. He just needs to close his eyes for a few seconds and then he can focus again.

"I mean. It could be worse. It's not like -- "

Boy does it feel good to close his eyes.

Just for a few seconds though.