Alethea could feel the music slowly drifting away, getting softer and lower, as though the soft were coming to a gentle end. This kept her from being abruptly pulled from her meditation, instead allowing her to slowly pull her mind back, or rather allowing her mind to drift back to her. It was smooth and gradual and, for whatever reason, the music almost seemed like a lullaby at that moment. She felt as though the fleeting melody were taking her consciousness with it. It wasn't an unpleasant feeling, but rather somewhat relaxing.<br/><br/>She remained in a lighter meditative state for a short time even after the music stopped. This kept the objects lightly floating in the air, but the ship itself was no longer affected by her meditation. As her mind bordered on consciousness, she thought she heard, or perhaps felt, Thal-ion bid her good night. "Good night, Thal-ion," her mind somewhat instinctively responded through the Force, although she wasn't sure if he would hear it or if he was already asleep.<br/><br/>It didn't take long before she, too, drifted off to sleep, while still sitting in her meditative position. As her mind drifted off to sleep, the objects that her been floating, herself included, slowly lowered to the ground. When sleep finally came, her body fell backward so that she was laying in the middle of the floor in her chamber, in the same place she had been before. It wasn't an abrupt enough drop to hurt her, or even to wake her up from her somehow deep slumber, but enough to make a soft, dull '<span style="font-style: italic">thud</span>' sound that barely echoed in her chamber. Just like that, sleep claimed her and she remained in that place, not waking for some time.