[ 'Fiercely overprotective' is his conclusion, although their latest bout of sniping had revealed some interesting internal conflict from Jon. He tucks the device back into his pocket and rubs at his eyes. ]

Nothing, [ he tells her stiffly. ] I was managing my sleep well enough, despite what you think. Mayhap I would have adjusted it a little given how easily your spell affected me, sought other's opinions on the matter quietly, but nothing more.

[ If nothing can be done then nothing can be done. There is no use wringing one's hands over it. It IS his own error and he must bear the consequence of it. ]

When is your friend arriving? If it is not for a while then there are tasks I have to attend to.