[He gives a nod, then starts getting weed and rolling papers out while she gets her drink of water. Honestly, he should take a couple of those pills too, his nose is still sore, especially after hours of riding with goggles on. They help, though. Still worth it.

He pauses what he's doing there, though, so he can go help her out with those shoes and socks, poor girl. Panties, too, unless she bats him away, but he just figures naked is better when it comes to sleeping.]

No, I gotta rest too. I'm just real bad at makin' myself do it. You're a good excuse.

[She gets a kiss, then, soft and gentle, before lifting up the blankets to help her settle in. And then after another minute or two of fussing with the pot, he has a joint lit up, takes a hit, then hands it off to her.]

Here, babe. Gimme a minute an' I'll be right there with you.

[Maybe two minutes, but he wants to brush his teeth and undress, first.]