A yawn slips free from his careful attempts to not show his exhaustion. He was a reaper, someone who shouldn't need rest. At the same time he spent a lot of energy on the invisibility for the both of them among other things.

He stretches out against the dullahan with a low grumble. "Don;t want to though. Didn't do much beyond stare at your back and now I get to appreciate your face," he sighs. "Can't blame a guy for wanting to enjoy the view."