I'm fine with just... omitting the entire truth.

[He shrugs a bit, lifting up his good shoulder.]

But I am, uh-- I'm really beat, Keith. I think I'm going to try and get some sleep.

[He didn't get much the night before. Or the one before that. And his leg is throbbing so badly he can feel his heartbeat with every passing tick. Before he stands--]

Are we good?