It's tempting to argue back. To say that no, he really is fine, he doesn't need rest. He can still keep going.

But he doesn't want to argue with Gerome. Especially not now, when his fears about the other maybe dying at any given moment have only just been quelled. So rather than doing any of that, Inigo's gaze just moves down, bending his head slightly, almost as if in submission.

".. okay."

It's not just an empty promise either. Nothing to just get Gerome to sleep, only for Inigo to go off and do all sorts of other things.. He'll just clean himself and then try to see if he can nap.

"I guess I'll go look if there's no longer a line for the bathroom."