Caedrin had started to zone out a bit after he sat down, which he assumed was mostly due to his lack of sleep. He hadn't even considered the pills as a culprit until Brinn spoke to him again unexpectedly, jerking him back to reality. He chose not to look at her, instead blinking the tiredness out of his eyes as he tried to form a response. "Uh, yeah, I think so.. A bit tired, but the headache's gone.. At least I think it is." He finished the sentence by reaching his free hand up and feeling the bump on the back of his head, though being very gentle as he did so, as to not agitate the wound further. "..Huh. It feels bigger than I thought it was. You sure you didn't make things worse?" he said with a halfhearted chuckle, letting his hand drop into his lap as he turned to face her.