"Might be better to simply not do what would cause it in the first place," Childermass grumbles. Then, with a sigh, he pulls his feet own from where they'd been propped up, sitting up straighter, properly. "Does it matter that I'm here and not there? I am doing nothing regardless of where I am."

Nothing expect trying to keep an eye on Strange, though if he's going to keep nodding off, that's a bit pointless, too.