Sophia brought up her knees into a fetal position as to take up as little space as possible; the stomach was tight enough as it was. What's left of her maid's outfit, after being ripped during Vlad's little "outburst" earlier and being partially dissolved by his saliva on the way down, stretched across Sophia's body in thin stripes becoming even thinner as the acid started doing its work. She could see that parts of skin has already become soft and raw from the digestive juices; her entire body would be like that soon.<br/><br/>Making herself as comfy as if it were possible in her cell, she debated with herself over whether she should wait until morning to surprise Vlad, but decided against it.<br/><br/>"It'll be uncomfortable for me for the next few hours, but I'll bear with it until the sun rises. You should think of a way to let me out by then, since you didn't seem so keen earlier on becoming a 'permanent resident' here."