[She gives him an exasperated look, crossing her arms over her chest.]

That is my priority. And I don't want coffee anymore. I've never been a big fan of it anyway. What I want is just an hour of sleep. Your eyes have the circles under them too, surely you're just as knackered as I am.

[She thinks that's a perfectly rational plan, when they've already walked all this way and would have to turn around and walk right back.]