Nyri sleepily winced, her eyes flashing open as she heard the roar of the beast in her meditation. She stumbled up to her feet, stunned and lethargic. Nyri stretched her sore muscles and wandered aimlessly in circles around her room. What had happened and why had she heard a gorgodon? Shakily wandering over to the table, she noticed a tray of steamed vegetables, and some foreign meat, along with juice. She numbly settled at the table and picked up her fork, eating methodically as if in some sort of trance. She was appreciating the peace of the little room, but she wished she had a little more freedom than the walls and prison schedule. Nyri pushed away the finished tray with barely any effort, lifting her fingers and calling on the Force. She quietly got to her feet and padded across the wooden floor and over to the warm bed, laying down and listening to the humming in the walls. A feeling of relief swept over her and she hoped that Zelus was okay. After a few more minutes, she lay fast asleep in the warm covers.