"Thirty six hours? Shit, I'm sorry. You must be half zombie right now," he said apologetically. Logan had really just sat awake at his bedside, worrying, and hadn't slept at all? Wow. Sophia was right, total keeper.
"The whole 'I'm proud of you' thing. It gave me all kinds of endorphins." he said with a smile. He was teasing, but that didn't mean it wasn't true. It wasn't like he'd heard it growing up.
He sat down, curling his feet under himself and pouring tea very carefully, given that he couldn't hold the lid, one handed as he was. "No sex is probably a good call.... but we can go to bed once we've drank this, if you think you can sleep after the caffeine?"