Nigel was starting to really feel the exhaustion spread through his body. The longer he sat, the more the adrenaline rush of the day drained out of him and he just wanted a hot bath and his bed. So he could get up and do it again tomorrow. Ugh.

"Honestly, I think I'm so hungry I'm barely tasting it." He admitted with a sheepish smile. He'd already drained his coffee and knew any more would be unwise, so he was also trying not to inhale his breakfast at an unreasonable rate. "I might fall asleep here at the table." He jested lightly, though it really was a possibility.