Orva rolled on her side, her head was starting to clear from the sleep but it ached every muscle to get the needed sleep. Orva felt more relaxed than she ever was, the soft mattress and comforter on her body were nothing she could ask of, but something about everything felt different, the scent of the sheets was too familiar. Why was she on a bed? her mind did not fully register what had happened the other night when she left the Magenta Industry she was only aware of the fight between her and Sinclair and meeting someone after that the rest was a blur.