He wants to get the last word, but Belmont hasn't left him much of an opening. He opens his mouth, finds no retort, and just holds what he hopes is a dignified silence and not a stupefied one.

Adrian honestly expects not to sleep. He usually doesn't, and he had quite a rousing. But a long, meandering conversation, a few muttered secrets soothed away, a deep exhaustion born in a situation that seems to have no remedy-- Sleep catches him after all.

And if Trevor isn't protected by the puppy he's likely to wake up as a pillow.