"No... I woke up a couple of hours ago. Thanks." He takes the cup, cradling it in both hands as he breathes in the steam. "I thought I'd get in some practice, but I suppose I must have dozed off."

Between the hunger and disorientation and the strangeness of having actual light and a semblance of daytime, his sleep pattern would be out of order even if he hadn't spent weeks getting up at odd times to sneak off. He sips his tea with a sigh and feels a touch of pride that he actually followed what Jim was talking about there. He may never understand this realm like Tamriel, but he can at least start to get a feel for how the ship runs. That's a more manageable goal.

"...It's nice to be back here," he says, looking up as Tiber purrs his own reply. "I'm starting to feel almost human again." He pats the couch hopefully. "Going to join me?"