Virgil had slept almost the entire day away. Very nearly twenty four hours of restless sleep. He hadn't been able to sleep since Bart took off in Kansas. Even with Richie there he was a mess. He didn't feel safe anymore and didn't know if he could trust him not to leave again. So even though they were reunited his sleep was fitful. He only woke when Bart spoke and his eyes fluttered open. He still looked worn down and miserable.
He hated everything about this city. Everyone in it was just so..strange. So carefully placed. It put him on edge. It wasn't a feeling he enjoyed. He was bottling his emotions for now, or trying to anyway. There were already to many on his mind since the whole fiasco. He didn't want to deal with them anymore. "I don't know. " He responded groggily as he sat up in the bed a short ways away and rubbed sleep out of his eyes.
There were so many things going on it was almost like he was on overload. He tried to hide the look of worry from his face but it was failing.