Sonya, feeling the ache in her bones from a long hard day, decided to follow Nat's example. Part of her really wanted to bathe now, wash away the filth and signs of her molestation, but it could wake. Taking so much abuse today easily tired the swordswoman, sleep beckoned to her strongly and she saw little reason to refuse it.<br/><br/>Keeping a hold of Nat's hand, she followed the Feylnes to the bed roll. Sensing that Nat didn't want to be alone right now, Sonya herself made sure to stay close, settling down beside the gunner for the night. Keeping their hands held, Sonya soon drifted to sleep, undressing enough to be comfortable before her eyes gave out and slumber took her.