His head lulled and fell back onto the pillow behind him.

"Yeah, whatever. Talk down to me all you want, I guess it's pretty easy to do it while I'm already burnt out," mumbled Chili, looking away from his brother entirely. Cress's attitude seemed to be grating on Chili's nerves, but in a way he couldn't respond to with his characteristic fury. He wasn't about to be receptive to lecture at a time like this.