York nods -- he feels the same way, so used to being run ragged that all this free time and rest is having the opposite effect he'd thought it would.

"It's not like I want them to force us to join the war, but at this point... having it loom over us while we do nothing is definitely worse. Even working in the labs, doing patrols for them, it's too much nothing. I sleep better the days I train to exhaustion but that takes forever and it's boring as hell." He huffs, but there's no amusement in the sound. "And it's not like we've got many other options."