No place to go.
“I’ll come,” he decided.
Good. Get some air. You really need it, I think.
…so do I, actually. *opens window*
“No!” She said, with a little too much emphasis. “No you won’t. I’m perfectly capable of handling this. I’d stay to keep an eye on you, if I didn’t think it would do more harm than good.”
Oh yeah, I do suppose he’s a bit too tired.
Still. Get some air into the room.
“Alright,” he conceded. “Alright. Some quiet sounds good.”
Are you sure? Because while that might help you rest, it might also leave you thinking.