He smirked and shook his head before dragging his hand back down over his face, "you let me win." He scoffed, moving to push the map the rest of the way off of him so he could carefully crawl back out from under the table, "I got under here willingly...?"
He bit at his lip, turning to reach up and grab hold of the table to help push and pull himself back up to his feet, wincing a bit, and letting his arm move down to hold at his side. Every morning. Especially when he slept in the damn floor. "It's a little bit scary, the sleeping pills. But if they keep me from having bad dreams? I'm not going to complain. I try not to take them too much, though. Only when I absolutely need the sleep and find myself not getting any."
He turned to sit down on the table, his attention settling back on Ellie, "did you, at least, get some sleep?" Who was he to tell her no? And at least Eloise was aware that what they'd done had been dangerous. Some people weren't even smart enough to figure that out.