With that quick assessment, she could tell he hadn’t slept well. He looked awful, in spite of having taken the Dreamless Sleep. His eyes were dark with bags under them, his hair was a mess, which by itself was cause for a trip to the hospital wing given his obsession with it, and he moved very slowly towards the kitchenette. When he tried to reach into the cupboard for a mug, and couldn’t without groaning, she got up.