Lee slows to a stop as Kara comes into view, a little out of breath from the exertion. It's been a while— months, feels like— and his body's not about to let him forget it, lungs burning a little though the morning air is cool.

"Tried sleep. Wasn't working out too well," Lee replies, wiping sweat from his forehead, "Don't tell me you were managing eight hours when you first showed up."