Sparkshower shrugged. “I know. But I guess my internal clock won’t let me sleep in any more right now. I was tossing and turning in bed for a while so I thought I’d just get a little breakfast in me and then see if I could rest more after that.” She tilted her head and bent it down a little to scrutinize Honour’s guilty face. “...What about you? You’ve got a diamond pattern pressed into your coat. Did you wind up sleeping on a chair downstairs, or something like that?”