"I'm not tired," Kiley muttered. She wasn't sure she even wanted to keep asking Pam questions. It would suck to just sit there in silence, sure, but what else could they do? They couldn't just talk forever, and Kiley always liked having her space. If she started thinking about what it would be like if they were in this box for more than a day or two, she would start feeling restless and irritable. They probably knew that. Assholes. "But if you feel like napping, you can. I'll keep Mr. Pecky from pecking you in your sleep."