I know. It's ok or I will make an effort to make things closer to ok.

[The defeated cephalon certainly feels smaller in his arms than he was wanting to admit. Still he was used to be the strong one out of the two of them. So he takes on his weight with ease before sighing some.

Bed wasn't too far from where they were. It shouldn't be too hard to coax him over towards it. Hell..he'll carry him over if he must.]

I worry so much over you. So no more focus to apologies or anything else, alright? Let's work on that sleep you need.