Nick was a tough cookie! And not completely human. Or maybe extra human, depending on how many hits he'd taken. Three or four or twenty humans? Plenty.

Didn't matter. His tier had just dropped down to nada.

In any case, he was a heavily sedated cookie with a mild concussion, and now a sleep mask blotting out even the little light that his shades had let through. Hell, he didn't have much of a reason to stay awake, and since he'd ascertained that the bed was, in fact, not sandpaper, sleep was seeming more and more like a better option.

"S'tough to check without eyes, yanno," he mumbled, edging merrily on into well and truly incoherent. "Should get a... a star... or... Yeah..."

Halfway through the second boot, then. He'd made a valiant effort, indeed.