By the time Hinata succumbs to his fatigue, Mizuki sits up from her bed when it's long past sunset, the sky sinking into shades of midnight blue. She's as groggy as she was before, having been asleep for almost the entirety of the day since she woke up in between.
Mizuki massages the back of her head, surprised to not be battling with a terrible headache which demands the end of her. Her arms are more disgusting to look at rather than any other trouble their battered up state may be causing her.
To avoid this imminent issue, she thinks of sliding off her bed and consulting Adelia for expert advice on how to spend the rest of the night since, clearly, she won't be getting sleep.
"Hi, I've awoken," she announces, and Adelia who has been dozing off on an armchair with a half-empty tea cup somehow stabilized in her hand, jolts awake. She pushes her tilted glasses back on the center of her nose bridge, resting her cup against the table before standing.
