"I already can move. I'm just staying here to keep you company," he said smiling, although they both knew that he'd be lucky to get to the door at the moment.
"Who'd bother you about the paperwork if I die? You still haven't learnt how to write legibly," he added. "Now, shut up and let me get some sleep." He was joking, only not so much. He was tired already and had barely opened his eyes, but there was nothing to be done. He couldn't possibly let himself be afraid, because he had no one but himself... and maybe Cass, so he had to tell himself that it was only fatigue and nothing more.