Liniwa slept rather peaceful and quiet that night. He actually hadn't felt a sleep that good in years, and this was just the first too. When morning came around, the sun's rays shining through the windows and drawing it's light upon his face, he slowly sat up, a little groggy as he looked around the room, remembering where he was. He got out of bed and wandered the house a bit. Then, he made his way to Kieara's room, peering in to see what she was doing. He found her sleeping, so he stepped a little into the room, walking toward her. "K-Kieara?" he asked, poking her cheek. He started to speak in his Native tongue, wondering things out loud to himself but quiet enough that only he coudl hear it.