Of course he was tired. He was exhausted to the point where his muscles ached and his bones creaked. Joel's idea of stopping for a rest, though, was only once the sun started to sink in the horizon and it became time to set up camp for the night. Or stopping to sit on a fallen log or a broken wall to chow down a stale energy bar, a drink of dirty water from his military canteen, maybe food from a rusty can if he and Ellie were lucky enough to come across stock.

Joel showed no enthusiasm at the idea of hunting around for a generator, but when Ellie suggested he go nap and leave her on her own--

"You outta your mind?" he countered brusquely. As much to say, there's no way in hell I'm leaving you to your own devices. He knew she was capable to look after herself, but the thought of something happening to her…

No. Just no.

He had a mind to tell her to quit wasting time, let's just keep moving, you don't need to play any dumb video games. He also didn't have the energy to argue with her, though. And so, with that, Joel heaved another sigh. One of those relenting, put out sighs of his before he cast a glance around the ramshackled game parlour.

"I'll see what I can find," he said, reluctant and sounding even more put out. He set his eyes back on Ellie. "We don't find anything, though, we keep movin'. We clear?"