[ John's eyes slip closed again, his head nodding forward. They won't be opening again until morning, or whenever it is that his body's decided is enough. It's been a long day, and an even longer night, and John feels stripped in every sense of the word. ]
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[ John's eyes slip closed again, his head nodding forward. They won't be opening again until morning, or whenever it is that his body's decided is enough. It's been a long day, and an even longer night, and John feels stripped in every sense of the word. ]
I'll... think on it.