[That elicits a frown over the rim of his juice glass, though it's less disapproval and more disbelief.]

"Not too bad"? How can you even function on that? I'm dead unless I get at least six.

[Not that any of them have been getting as much sleep as they'd probably like, lately, but the fact that Maxxie seems to be choosing to devote time he could spend sleeping to...other interests is, to Jamie, bewildering.]