That long? Christ. This was probably the (or one of the) longest sleep Anthony's had in months, then. "No, don't—don't leave," he said in a small voice. He wouldn't be able to fall asleep again anyways, and he really, really did not want to be alone right now. "and...I'm. Yeah, I'm alright." That was debatable, of course, but he was certainly more alright than he had been before.

"...Is there any water here?" Of course there is, you moron, he immediately told himself. But he didn't correct his sentence to be more 'right', either.