[Sleep did hit him quickly and deeply that night, and Lupin awoke in his futon the next morning without memory of his dreams but feeling...refreshed. The lingering heaviness from the repeated bouts of vertigo kept him in his futon, content with simply dozing.
There was no pressure to get up or do anything, and no real responsibilities that day except to stick by Spock and simply relax. But, as Spock had needed to consider himself the night before, Lupin needed to do the same that morning.
He was awake enough, but he wouldn't be moving for a little while.]
And the next day...
There was no pressure to get up or do anything, and no real responsibilities that day except to stick by Spock and simply relax. But, as Spock had needed to consider himself the night before, Lupin needed to do the same that morning.
He was awake enough, but he wouldn't be moving for a little while.]