Although this time his stomach didn't clench as violently as before, he still shook his head almost too quickly. The faint memory of everything he had 'tasted' in his dream was still there, lingering, and his stomach still felt too unsettled for anything right now. Water included.

"No, I'm fine, thank you." Turning to her, he kissed her forehead. "I'm just...really tired right now."

That was the most honest thing he could say right now, and it was probably too obvious by his appearance and even his voice. He was exhausted.