It's fine, it's fine, Jeff's a strong, independent, mature adult with a can-do attitude and he can move himself... in a dragging sort of crawl towards the couch. He'll even pull himself upright just enough to lean his head on the cushions, which seems about all he can manage right now.

"Yeah..." He closes his eyes, clearly about to say more, before trailing off instead. But it's only for a few moments, before he opens his eyes again and continues like he didn't just nod off right there. "Still finding my... my sea legs."

He giggles a little, like he totally just told a joke.