It was hard to stay awake, especially lying on his nice, soft bed in the safety of his apartment. The weight of being afraid for himself and Wrath was gone (he was still afraid for Wrath, but there was absolutely nothing he could do for her right now) and he wanted badly to just close his eyes and sleep.

Still, he wasn't sure he wouldn't just fade out and die if he did that, so he kept his eyes open with some effort. He did his best to smile up at Patrick.

"Yeah," he said, his voice not much more than a croak. "Not very mobile."