"You should give the medicine a try," Sam pressed easily, "it's better than not trying and having to suffer because you didn't. They've got advertisements for all kinds of sleep aids out there. I'm sure you'll be able to find something." Something temporary. To get him back to the proper sleeping schedule that he needed. That was the problem with Sam. He didn't really have too big of a sleep schedule. It was work all day, hunt at night, sleep for a few hours in the morning and then hit the same schedule all over again.
Sam sighed. This Sky guy didn't sound like the most decent friend Jack could have possibly had. "You talk to him about this? Does he know how you feel?" Sam looked at Jack curiously. "Cause I can't imagine that you're feeling too awesome about all that."