"I don't even know when I last ate." He leans back again, closing his eyes. He doesn't want to argue with her about the sleep part, but though he's exhausted to dropping point, he still doesn't see that happening. "Whatever's fine."

He pushes himself to his feet. "Guess I'll get that shower." But he pauses, and on an impulse he reaches down and touches her hand.

"I... thank you. I mean it. I didn't know where else to go."