For longer than a few hours at a time? [ He raises his eyes to the ceiling of the rover like he almost wishes his friend's weren't so perspective. ] I don't know.

[ He sighs and the fight goes out of his posture. He glances at d'Artagnan and shrugs his shoulders, a weariness settling into his stance. ] I've always had difficulty sleeping. Here it just seems more elusive. [ Less wine to drown out his nightmares or perhaps his body simply doesn't remember how to fall asleep like a normal person? ]