He really should be taking a rest, even if there could be more use for him. He's never had to heal more than one person in a day before, and some of these wounds have been pretty severe. It takes up his energy in a way he hasn't had to experience in the past, and he's still dealing from the lingering illness of the time he'd been spending with that group of elves, and the stress that place had been putting on his head.

He's already nodding off a little as Greg checks on him. Though, he's quick to look up as soon as he realizes there's someone there - but no, it's just his dad, there to see if he's okay. His look of worry softens into a tired smile, and he leans into Greg's side.

"I'm okay," he yawns, his tail lazily flicking back and forth. "I'm just... just a little sleepy."