[Gale can't help but smile, his chest jostling as he lets out a single, quiet laugh.]

I'm not sure how chatty I'll be tonight, but who am I to deny you the opportunity for a lecture, should there be one?

[He closes his eyes, trying not to think about the effects of the potion, and how much more he can feel them now that he's not distracted. Some sleep will do him good to fight the fever.]

Don't let me sleep too long, will you? There's something I'd like to do in the morning before the day's plans get underway. Assuming our leader has a plan, of course.

[He can only assume most plans were delayed by his kidnapping.]