Cyril considers Fenris for a moment before speaking. "I wish I could believe you," he says after thinking it over.

After a moment, he pushes his body up, forcing it to stand so he can head to the room they booked. "I'm not even sure this will work. I can't turn off my mind long enough to relax. The idea that I'm not really tired, that my body aching is something else, something he's doing to me, that I'm going to have to wake up too... It's..." He trails off, not sure he can even find words to describe that fear.

"Nevermind," he settles on instead. "I suppose I should give it a try."