Lion Head Mesa She rings like a bell through the night.

Mmn, alright, she hums, and carefully lays with her limbs tucked neatly, so as not to encroach upon his space.

I have tasks from our lord, the girl answers next, and for a moment doesn't know if she should elucidate.

And... I just, went. Nothing drew me. Of which she was aware, anyway. I can only rest a moment - the princess may have need of me, and I must visit the prince also, and later... mazoi, woman...

She was absent-minded and leaning against Senmut, her words diminishing to the soft drone of false sleep. After a few indulgent moments she woke and -- oh! Forgive me.