Nicholas smiled softly, nodding his head. "Alright. Th-Those pills are about to knock me out anyway." He yawned a huge yawn and settled into the couch, trying to get comfortable. It was a hell of a lot easier to get comfortable on this couch than it was on the floor, he noted. His eyes thanked him when he closed them for the night, hand on his stomach. He always put his hand on his stomach when he slept on his back, which wasn't often. It was just the most comfortable for him.

Before long, Nicholas was fast asleep. His face was still remarkably pale, but his cheeks were turning bright red as he slept, and about an hour after he'd fallen asleep, Nicholas started to shiver. His breathing stayed more or less normal, catching at times and quickening at others. At one point, he started crying out in pain.