[ how she'd slept is a very good question, a question she doesn't know the answer to. because lumine's very certain she's had enough hours; it was dreamless, too, which only tells her that she's passed out from exhaustion. and most of the time, if that happens to her after pulling an all-nighter, she feels refreshed the next day.

not today, it seems, despite a warm, lulling feeling that's settled in her limbs. a familiar sensation that she's only had after her intimate evenings with ajax. and she's pretty sure nothing happened the night before. ]

I don't know, [ she yawns again, curling underneath the covers and closing her eyes. ] It feels like I slept and didn't sleep at the same time.

[ she can't sleep again, however! she has things to do, work to finish. ]

We didn't do anything last night, did we?