"What?" Eleven glanced back to Hendrik with a flash of a tired smile. He hadn't gotten enough rest, but that was a difficult thing to manage during an invasion. "I just started. You're the one that needs to take a rest. It'll be difficult to protect me if you're tired."

Pointed reminders to Hendrik about his oath wasn't the sort of tack he'd normally take, but just as the man had taken on a new fondness to push him to rest and eat, Eleven had turned to employ similar tactics. It was effective, and through the strain and tension of a long-fought battle, it helped with maintaining a focus on priorities.

"I promise I'll call on you immediately if there's a breach."