"I wish I could sleep," he grumbled, but kept his voice low so he wouldn't wake the tot. "But nooo. I had to empty bedpans for the past three hours, and before that I was doing other disgusting jobs that I'm fairly sure orderlies exist for. Have you ever cleaned up a grown man's bowel movement? All because he was too drunk to control his sphincter? I wouldn't recommend it. And then there was the fetching of potions and the being shouted at for trying to take a nap in the pharmacy floor."
He walked over to Ande and saw that she looked relatively well rested for someone with a two-year old. "Why can't people get ill and or injured due to stupidity during normal business hours? I mean honestly, walking off of a balcony just because you forgot construction was being done... do you have anything really, really caffeinated?"
He looked at her, trying to hold his eyes open, which gave him the appearance of some startled half-mad creature that was unaccustomed entirely to the concept of daylight.