The bed wasn't cutting it for her. She didn't tolerate it, and instead simply sank against the wall with a blanket. She was cold, but more comfortable on the ground, against her own element. Plus, the stone felt soothing on her shoulders.

After a while, it was hard to tell if she was asleep or not. Although her eyes were open, they were droopy. If she wasn't fast asleep, she was on her way there, no doubt about it.