Less tired and more frustrated, but it's close enough. He holds an arrow in hand, inspecting its point with frustration feeling very tempted to throw it like a child when suddenly there is a very small orc- troll child standing across from him. Her appearance is different from Signless, but close enough that he can safely guess that they are of the same race.

He hopes.

"Ah- I wasn't napping." A pause. "If I wanted to nap I would take it elsewhere, not anywhere close to so many sharp objects."