He waits for the dizziness to pass and the static to fade from his vision, then pushes himself back upright. He is aware that using his Grace for little frivolous things like this will only make his recovery longer, but...

But it is his Grace, and his to use as he wishes. He needs no other justification.

"I'm fine," he says, though he would not be surprised if Daniel doesn't believe him.

He turns and walks to the bed furthest from the door, and sits down on the edge of it. It's hard and will probably be uncomfortable to lay on, but it matters little to him. He takes the lid off of his coffee and it smells bitter and hot.

What is it that humans would say at a time like this? Something to put another at ease?

"I probably just need to eat something."

There. That's an adequate explanation.

"What are you looking for?"