*knows exactly what you're thinking, and true to (recent) form, takes it head-on* No drugs. I sleep through the night. And I've started napping during the day, too, if I'm tired enough. Eru, I'm getting old.
*gets up and shuffles over to the window, peering out at the (fake) morning* *rather peaceably* Everyone's been wonderful. Really patient. *allows a soft, soft smile (he refuses to guilt right now; he'll guilt some other time, when it hasn't been weeks since he's heard you smile)* No one's you, though.