Whatever insomnia was, she could see that it troubled him and that his body may have been suffered from it. It seemed common that most humans aboard the ship would need to sleep so many hours a night or else the wear on their bodies would begin to wear on their minds.

"Is there anything that I can do to help you with that?" Whether her skills in the sciences would be of any help to him, Cibo wasn't sure. It was worth a try, if he approved of it. She did once know how to form powerful sedatives for the monstrous creatures of her world.