The man yawns and stretches in his seat. Only a few minutes ago, it seemed, he'd been highly animated and speaking rapidly about some bit of FNAF lore, but now as his stream is winding down, so too does his steam seem to be running out. By the time he ends the stream itself, he appears clearly ready for sleep.

Still, the man looks up from where he's sitting, and speaks in a voice that doesn't sound tired at all. "Would you go and grab me some tea? I meant to get some earlier, but..."