Feeling worn and drawn out from the exercise (which would leave her in a moment anyway), Laura looked up from crouch panting to see Drake coming closer with a water bottle. Good to know he had kept sleeping when she slipped away, he got louder when tired. Shaking her head emphatically at his offer, she drank the water to catch her breath. "Bad dreams, needed to burn through them safely," she explained, wiping her forehead. "You feel uneasy when I'm in that mode. Better to sleep."