As it turns out this dreaming and sleeping thing? Sucks. A whole lot of sucking. Murmur had never experienced it before and now he definitely could confirm that not only was he not interested, he would not recommend it.

In fact, he would go so far as to assume several of the passengers on this ship felt the same. Like the poor guy in the kitchen, who didn't look like he'd had much in the way of restful sleep at all, trying to find something to take the edge off.

"If you aren't finding what you're looking for, I could make us both some tea." He offered. Sure it wasn't exactly going to keep either of them awake but it might help. Strangely relaxing tea, this stuff.