Oh, how he would have liked to get up. He really, really wanted to. Laharl just didn't have the energy, no matter how much he tried to summon it. He couldn't find it. Drawing his knees up beneath him, he managed to get that far, but Laharl's head remained down, resting on his arms. He couldn't do it. He just... couldn't.

"What does it look like?" he finally said, displeased to have to even elude to the fact.

Really, he just wanted to sleep right now; right here, on the sand. He knew it was a bad place to sleep, but he was not particularly caring right now. Despite not caring, he was attempting to at least stay awake.