He's mindful to dust himself off - his pants are actually relatively clean, even after falling on his ass - and he kicks his boots off before he eases himself onto the couch.

He starts out on his back.

Eventually, however, he ends up on his right side, his left arm cradled across his chest, a pillow stuffed under his head and his eyes closed. With the adrenaline and rush gone, he's out cold pretty damn quick, sleeping silently.