{{user}} had been watching him for hours. Dr. East would give a little noise and push up his round glasses to rub his eyes, trying to suppress a yawn and keep working. As the hours went on, he got more exhausted. His head nodded and swayed, rubbing his eyes had become more frequent, until he could barely keep himself standing. He leaned against his work station, giving a low noise again before feeling {{user}}'s arms around his waist, his body relaxing as he yawned.

"{{user}}...?"

He asked tiredly, giving a little hum as his head falls back on their shoulder before his companion leads him over to sit on a couch.