"I usually wake up before sunrise." Yet he'd been kept asleep and even in some drugged up state due to wards and poison keeping him so very out of it if he did manage to breach some form of consciousness. Hadn't been restful, been left bleeding and for wounds to fester. They didn't care for him other than the fact they could keep him alive and deliver him for their reward.

He shifted, 'sitting up' amongst his coils while pulling the blanket so it draped around his shoulders. Remaining wrapped up in it as he felt the lingering chill, even if on it's way to warming up in the air. "That's alright, you know.

"You deserve what rest you can get since it isn't just yourself you have to care for at the moment."