"I have work still... lots to do." Sam was tired, his brain was in overdrive and he kept making mistakes but if he left now, he had to tell Gene he was still sick and then Gene would ask more questions. He wouldn't stop asking Sam what he found out with Cheon and where he went, why he was off sick the day after. All good questions but Sam couldn't answer him honestly and he wasn't a good liar either.

"I just want to sleep." Sam admitted as he looked at his food and still tried to psych himself up to eat. "I can't sleep in my bed. Feels wrong. I sat in my chair last night instead. My neck is killing me. I think I slept for half an hour."