Enjolras considered his options for moment, using a sip of coffee to cover the pause. But it didn't really take much thinking about, honestly - the man was there, and offering, and not asking too many questions. It was an easy choice. Plus, he had a headache, and his eyes felt like they were stinging and swollen from lack of sleep.
"I think... the doctor will want too much information. I don't want..." he couldn't think of the word, but prodded at the table as if showing him what he meant by sign language. She'd poke and prod at the bits that hurt. "I just need to sleep," he said softly.
He took another mouthful of the coffee, and then gave him a nod. "I shall walk with you. I could..." he frowned a little, and then continued after a beat. "I would say, 'I could use the air', but..." he chuckled softly at his own stupidity. "I could use the walk," he corrected himself.