[The poor guy must really be out of it if he's not even going to slip out of his boots before flopping onto his bed like that. He really wants to know more about his feelings, but right now it seems inappropriate to press further if he doesn't want to share. God, he really misses the wide open candidness of their former company. This stifling, almost formalized air between them chokes him.]

Well, a little extra nap shouldn't hurt. [He gets up to go find his shoes.] I'm gonna go out for a while, so it'll be easier to just conk out without me hanging around.