Sagan had been sleeping rather peacefully throughout the shift. That was until he suddenly managed to remember why he had been so afraid of being spotted. Sagan didn't know if he could fully trust Kate, yet, but based on the short time he'd spent with her, he decided that it probably wouldn't hurt to at least tell her about it. Or rather: try to tell her about it. His vision was still rather blurry, but his rest had made it easier for him to move around. Since Sagan couldn't exactly scream for her attention or wave at her from down inside her breast pocket, he decided to start moving around. He started kicking and wriggling around as much as he could, despite the occasional pain he felt while doing so, trying to get her attention. He did not, however, consider the potential side effects from moving around so near her breast.