''I'm not a bookworm,'' He already sounded quite offended. ''I'm just trying to help here!'' He protested, his gaze never leaving the folklore book he had in front of him.

You could see in his eyes exactly how exhausted he was. His eyes were dry and red from not sleeping at all today. He was in bad condition, and you were obviously worried.

At this point, you were pleading to him to go take a nap of at least a few hours, but he was more stubborn than you thought he'd be.