There wasn't any objection at all; hardly a response at all, really, but for minor twitches that were more unconscious response to stimuli than anything else. His systems continued to cycle, if quietly, slowly spiraling down as coherent thought became harder and harder to grasp.

It was just easier to relax, and after going for so long without that luxury, it was an undeniable lure.

Optics shuttered, face perhaps not at ease but certainly relaxed, he gave no response to her query; it was hard to imagine him even still awake at this point.