"Just keeping on your toes, silly!" Hunter looks over at him innocently. This would continue all night, as he was ordered to. Time passes...
Ambrose was exhausted, even more so, by the next morning. He could barely keep his eyes open. Every time he tried to sleep, he had been woken up. He wobbles a bit on the bed, having been trying to stay awake, hugging his knees. He rests his head against them, staring at Hunter blankly. He had stopped trying to talk to the man, focusing on staying away at this point.