[He's about to actually try and explain the only way he actually manages to sleep, but then Psii mentions something that might help him sleep or kill him and that's at least an easier subject to talk about, doesn't feel as vulnerable as admitting he only sleeps when there's someone watching over him because nowhere feels safe, because of the nightmares. That it's not just since he's come here.]

I'm fairly... resistant. When I was younger I was injected with a paralytic poison designed for wild elephants-- [There's a pause, because he's not sure Psii knows what those are, on second thought. His point here being that judging off human normal here might be a mistake.] --large animals that weigh about seven tons. I got up and punched down a metal tower.

What's sopor slime? [He's curious.]