Blue's not exactly a fan of the sleep aid - or any of the other drugs that seem to be in abundance here. It's caught her off guard more than once, and she's only been here a few nights in comparison to some of the others here. She notices him shift around in his bed and takes it as a sign that she should do the same. Out of pure contrariness, Blue doesn't want to. But he's right; waking up stiff isn't fun.

"There's always the floor," she points out unhelpfully as she lies on her back, tugging the blanket over part of her body. "Would you rather sleep there?"