Lion Head Mesa For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.

After her talk with Jawahir, there was much about her life that Nazli felt compelled to take apart, examine, indulge, and then re-do, in her spare time; most of which she did, and then it carried over to her working hours, to the point that her work became a little sloppy and -- Nazli found, she did not care as much.

If one day she was to be used in such a way, she may as well make herself less appealing. It is an act to protect herself; something she did not mean to do, either. But when she was told to collect this, move that, tidy one room or another, she left things a little under-done, and did not feel so badly for it.

Her final order of the day was to visit the hem's quarters and take word from @Akhtar or @Senmut, whoever was present, so that their work was easier for them. It could have been cleaning or gathering for a ritual, it could have been observance of some other moment, but she waited by the door for someone to arrive and give her orders.