"How many hours had passed on the outside again? Oh right, 26 hours. This reminded me of the past where my perception of time became blurred for trying to make something work, ahahah."
The modified Anvriel's First Form had been condensed into crystal form again, placed on MF's right hand. Laying down, her eyes were up to the ceiling.
She lifted and gazed at her left hand. Full-wrist hourglass gauntlet, numerous black angelic runes that may or may not get decrypted.
It had been a long time since she reached this level of frustration. Not being able to know something made her remember all of the things she couldn't achieve, no matter how hard she tried.
She then laid down to the side as her breast rested without any restrictions. With a flick, she deconstructed her black dress into a comfy pajama. Eyes closed, slowly decreasing the pace of her breathing as she hugged herself.
"Foel might still be busy, guess I'm sleeping alone… Five hours are sufficient, I think."
