I didn't think it would do much good. [ He can't sleep, that's all there is to it. And when he does his nightmares are things to behold. Still, he allows himself to be led, finds comfort in d'Artagnan's arm around him as though it could banish both chill and ghosts. ]

It is not as bad as to suggest I haven't at all since our arrival. If the day has been strenuous enough I find it far easier. [ He fights things until he's exhausted and then he sleeps. It's a great coping strategy. ]