[Ever so slowly, Dhaos gets to his feet again, this time more successfully than the first. He carefully limps his way over to the couch, flopping down on it with far less grace than he would have liked. It's clear he's very tired, but the Gear is far from ready to sleep just yet. For now, hunger far outweighs the other concerns of the severely underweight blond.]

I am... very much in need of sustenance...