Connor sighed heavily, stepping back, so he could take the suit off, it folding into its normal carry size, which he set down. "Kijani, any sleep I can give you with a tranq much help. It needs to be natural sleep, not medical chemical sleep, which will help you" He spoke softly, but he couldn't stand the desperation in her voice. So he sighed once more, sitting down. Sometimes, any kind of sleep was better then nothing, he reasoned, a tranquilizer in his hand. He still felt wretched giving her it.