[He opens his mouth to protest more, but stops himself before any words can get out. Mikado's right. He's too worked up and exhausted to talk about this right now. As he is, he knows he's just coming across as scared, beaten and pessimistic. Maybe Mikado will take his warnings more seriously if he gets himself together.

And he really is tired... He sighs, setting the water glass on the end table and lying back to close his eyes.]

Okay. I'll just... take a little nap.