[maybe he LIKES passing out on maps and uncomfortable chairs, claude!! his cheeks redden a little - just a little - as he grabs the offered hand and stands, eyes averted as if caught doing something bad.]

I don't do that as often as you do...

[he assumes, anyway. it's not like he's watching claude's every moment to see if he's sleeping properly or not.]

I passed some food vendors, if you're hungry. The cuisine here must be interesting, if it's catering to monsters like me. [a hand instinctively goes up to the bit of scaling on his neck.]