Desmond sighed and lay there, realizing he hadn't even attempted to take his pills from breakfast. He smirked. Well to hell with them. He yawned, stretching out on the bed, the shadow figures bounding over and flying into his body. When inside, they gave him a tingly feeling, one of... happiness, pleasure. He smiled as he drifted off into sleep. He hadn't really gotten that much the night before, to be honest.

[i]Goodnight, human friend.[/i] Was the last thing he heard before slumber took him.