Gwen's own return smile was probably just as wan, but the effort was at least sincere. "That's what I keep reminding myself," she laughed, shaking her head slightly. "And yeah, a nap or something, at least. Debra has a couch in her office, I might pop in there for a little bit, or at least start mainlining coffee before dawn." A yawn interrupted her, touche.

She plunked down on a nearby chair, elbows propped on her knees. "But I'm honestly looking for her to come around either today, or by tomorrow morning. Her vitals are good, her color's significantly improved, and she's gotten enough fluids and warmth to flush most of the tranquilizer out of her system. I'll keep giving her the metro, though, just to make sure."

Gwen then looked up at Owen again, expression tired but serious. "And we both know that there's very little chance of Omega leaving that room once she does come around. So, getting him out in order to talk to Blue is going to be...tricky."