Cody stared at him, he could feel the glare and Cody's irritation mixed with concern in the force without looking for them. A few moments of silence passed till the commander seemed to realize he had lost this particular battle of wills and went to retire with his brothers.

'Good', Obi-wan thought absentmindedly as he worked. It was cuddle pile night and the vod'e must be desperate for their recreational 'slumber party' since they'd created the space for the pile almost as soon as they'd returned from their mission, about 2 hours ago.

But apparently Obi-wan had been wrong. With the soft swipe of the door, Cody marched back in a few moments later. This time, instead of arguing the General should get some sleep, he was offered a steaming-hot fresh cup of tea.

"Thank you, Cody." He said kindly before tasting the drink. "Perfect as always." His compliment was not met with the expected smile, instead, Cody continued to monitor him closely.

Obi-wan sighed. "I'm sorry commander, I promise you. Once this war is over, I will sleep." The joke was also met with a steely gaze. But Obi-wan had no time to coddle his overprotective commander. The force would sustain him as it had every day for the past three weeks.

The general swallowed down a healthy gulp of guilt as he got back to work. Tho he'd definitely owe Cody later for all the stress he was causing the man.

He wasn't sure how much time had passed as he worked. To focused on his responsibilities to be concerned with anything like the passage of time but as Obi-wan continued to occasionally sip his tea, a heavy fatigue seemed to collide with him. He grappled with the force to keep himself awake, heaving off the exhaustion with an almost physical force push. He had so much work to do.

His head sagged forward as if on its own accord. The angel was sure to cause plenty of neck issues for him tomorrow, if he truly fell asleep. Reaching across his desk, he plucked up his datapad and set an alarm for 10 minutes. After his micro nap, he'd get back to work. He just needed a few moments to...

Obi-wan opened blurry eyes as he felt his body lifted up into unknown arms.

"It's alright General." A clone trooper cooed softly down at him... Cody? For some reason, Obi-wan struggled to identify the trooper in the force.

Not quite awake enough to argue, the Jedi growled in protest at being held. But instead of being set down, he felt the rumble of a laugh just under his ear.

Despite the embarrassing predicament of being carried like a child, Obi-wan was still to foggy-headed to move. He dug into the force to help wake himself up but was answered with a deep echo, like a vacant cavern. Confused, he had no choice but to begrudgingly allow the gentle movements of the trooper to rock him back to sleep. Distantly he heard a swift switch movement of a door opening and figured he'd be dropped off in his quarters, but instead, he was lowered down to rest against a warm and soft nest of bodies.

They welcomed him, seeming to absorb him even before he opened his eyes again.

"Cody?" he mumbled in confusion.

Another body lay down next to him and soon after, warm arms wrapped around him. "Shush, go back to sleep. We will keep watch and keep you safe."

"But the reports-"

"Shush."

"The-" A warm hand cupped across his eyes. Plunging him into complete darkness and more arms wrapped gently around him. Massaging him, lulling him and coaxing him to sleep. He had another protest on his tung when a low hum behind him began whispering about the promise of sweet dreams. A Manoden lullaby he could have decyphered, had he been a bit more coherent. But at present, he was far too comfortable to manage.

The great Nigoteater of the GAR, had finally lost the battle of wills.

He reflexively tugged the closest body towards him. Not quite rationally deciding to, he moved purely by instinct as he coiled up close to the soft body that gave the most comfort. He sighed, sagging even further into the pile and he was met with a chorus of gasps and coos.

"I didn't think it'd actually work." Someone stage whispered, their voice high with surprise.

"Shush, don't wake him. The force suppressant isn't strong and doesn't last." Another voice chastised.

Before the groggy Jedi could parse out what was said, he was pulled even closer against the one he suspected was Cody. The Jedi tucked his face against the commander's warm neck and felt himself melt further as a hand nestled on his head. Deft fingers soothing away any remaining worries or thoughts. He tried one last time to protest, tho at this point even he wasn't sure why. Just a lazy sleepy moan before an answering hand stroked him along his neck and back.

His world dimmed past sounds. Even the lullaby drifted beyond his reach and the warm arms, cradling him gently, merged into one large blanket cocooning him in safety and security.

He mumbled something, something grateful but beyond recognition, and that was it. For the first time in a month, he slipped beneath a silky barrier into the realm of dreams.

He awoke, hours or perhaps days later, in a state of contented relaxation he wouldn't have been able to recognize the last time he was awake.

Kix hovered above him. Some kind of instrument flashing in his hand. Eventually, he pulled the device away and smiled sweetly down at his general.

"Everything is fine sir, don't worry. Just go back to sleep." The medic brought his hand up to softly pet the Jedi till his eyes slipped closed. A warm arm tugged him closer in what felt more like a hug and with a smile and hug of his own, Obi-wan drifted off once more.