Ren took a few final sips from his own cup before handing it to the other man—he wasn't finished, exactly, but he only had so much desire to drink it. At least he had some of it.

With his working hand free, he moved to rub his face.

"That would be much easier if I could stand to keep my eyes closed."

He didn't feel the need to explain like he had with Hux; Obi-Wan could simply sense what he meant. As if to bring attention to it, he attempted to close them again, and after two or three seconds, the buzzing sensation of an instinctive fear took control, making his heart jump and forcing his eyes open again.

It had been the same every time he'd tried to sleep since he came back three days prior. The only moments of rest he'd gotten were short moments where he simply fainted from exhaustion, and they'd ended within minutes.