Thinking of the contract would have been a good excuse for his insomnia, but the truth was that he wasn’t, not really. At least, not in the sense of a bit of language he could suggest be added in to clarify things a little bit, or to improve his understanding of what, exactly, his responsibilities were. Vague worries of his duties occasionally came to his mind, although whenever he tried to focus on something specific, he was completely unable to do so.