Get yourself off, it's the only thing that will clear your head when you're this bad. He knew he was right, but he persevered to logically contemplate how he could meditate his mind to go quiet so he could get some rest. His body had been stressed out, beat down, and worked up without any way for him to find relief. Even in bed, he rolled onto his side only to find his traitorous appendage stand out and react to the thin fabric between him and the bed sheet, his hips wanting to rock just a little bit more for the sensation.