“Yeah. And right now, you make the best pillow.” He smirks weakly, nestling his head into the spot between his shoulder and neck. His legs swing over one of Jak’s, getting ready to try and sleep. Thankfully the painkillers Tess had given him had started to kick in, so he could actually sleep.
“‘Night, ya big lug. Oh.. and thanks.”
Jak hummed softly in response, already drowsy as he leaned his head against the other teen’s. He’d been ‘blessed’ with the ability to fall asleep quickly - and pretty much anywhere - no matter what was going on. It was like someone flipped a power switch, Daxter had told him once. One minute he was still sleepily mumbling something in their conversation, the next he was lightly snoring.
