"Um." The fact that he had to pause to think about it probably said everything. "Last night?" He'd stolen a few hours, before he and Patrick had set out again into the dark predawn streets. Most of his sleep had been taken in snatches, this past week. "And... this morning?" They'd been eating on the road mostly, drive-thru meals and protein bars and sugary shit, so's they didn't have to take time out from the search.
He wasn't going to point out that she'd probably had far less sleep and far less to eat. Instead, he tried for a nonchalant shrug. "'Sfine. I can kip in the chair, get some grub from the cafe."