Yukimaru had stayed awake as long as she could watching the prisoner, but had eventually fallen asleep. She peacefully continued to sleep in the chair she had been sitting in, not seeming to have moved an inch since the previous night.
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Rozalin was sitting in her room, brushing her hair again. She was in a somewhat grumpy mood as she continued to mull over what had happened the previous night, so she wasn't humming happily to herself as she usually did. Once she was finished, she tied up her hair, though it looked somewhat messy as she didn't bother trying to get it just right, then headed downstairs to see what, if anything, was going on.