[Bellamy never sleeps all that well away from home. He's used to it, and he knows how to function on lesser amounts of sleep, pushing himself with the rush and the adrenaline. He's awake when Hiro wanders off, and he doesn't bother trying to sleep while the kid's gone. He'd wake up too quickly anyway, with worry over Hiro only the forefront of reasons. The woods are a familiar atmosphere, but there is no safety to be had this far from home.]

[Not that Hiro's been sleeping much, if at all, either. It'd been a pretty fitless night of sleep for the both of them, the restlessness something Bellamy recognizes deeply, and he's concerned over whatever's hitting Hiro like that.]

[By the time Hiro is back, he looks even worse for wear than he had when he'd left. Bellamy shifts, leaning more comfortably against the tree behind him as he looks over the kid.]

If either of us need sleep here, it's you. [Yes, he definitely noticed your Lack of it, Hiro. He shifts again, out of the need to move, to avoid keeping still.] There's this thing called guard shifts, which means no one person takes it all.