Ronan had been expecting this. He knew what he was getting into, knew he wouldn't like it, and knew there weren't many other options. So he shouldn't have been surprised at how cramped the whole ship was. Turned out, his quarters were even worse.

Though he'd been mostly when entering, he kicked the door closed behind him. He dropped his bag onto the floor and stared at his navigator. His life would depend on this man and vice versa and he couldn't even stay awake.

"How much beauty sleep do you even need?" He started to walk closer but stopped. If that wasn't enough to wake him it was better to just let him be until he woke from his coma.