"You snore too loud I'm shov'n you off the bed." Leonard huffs, tugging Jim along back in the direction of his room. Covers are already turned down, window dragged up to let the cool air in- sure there's environment controls but he's on earth.

he wants to enjoy the weather while it's still easy.

"Like we haven't passed out together enough times for me to figure." Like he isn't sitting and all but pulling Jim into his arms and bullying him into a more comfortable position. Like no small part of him needs this.

First couple nights here, exhaustion took care of it, but tonight? He's rested and aware and...braced for the calls that will come in the morning. Jim'll let the crew know and they'll give him hell.

And he'll deal with that. In the morning.