"Yeah." It's early yet, especially for a man who doesn't sleep - but Scully does, and she'll probably want some time to herself. With some reluctance, he turns off the TV and gets up. As soon as his arm's away from her shoulders, he misses them, but that's how this goes. "Feel free to...grab a book, if you want, or anything else."

Upstairs thinking constantly about her, parked in front of a computer, trying to solve the problem. Wondering if it can be solved - and if not, what that means for her health. There's no possible way he'll do more than doze off a little. "I'll, uh - I'll be in the office upstairs."