"No," is what Cougar says, the instant that Jake's head hits the pillow, seeing as if Jake goes right back to sleep, he's never going to deal with the hair and then Cougar is going to spend another few days awake and watching Jake sweat and whine, whine and sweat. He's already on the razor's edge of a breakdown from lack of sleep and darkness, he needs to make sure that Jake is at least in a good mood, in the event that happens.

He leans over to splash the water in the bowl, flicking it at the back of Jake's neck. "Up," he commands. "Sit on the floor."