He needs sleep like a he needs a whole in his head. Which someone might get, if he isn't careful.

"Jigen," he said, coming closer slowly. "Give me my gun. Then we can talk about sleep."

He knelt, coming down to the floor in increments. Every movement was calculated and careful as he reached to take back his gun. Note to self: gun lock box is a must purchase item now. A strong one. A very strong one.