Ciel's alarm blares at the appointed time. She reached out and tried to smack the offending alarm clock where it would have been back home, only for her hand to sail through the air unhindered. She bolts upright as alarm starts to settle in, until she realizes that she was sleeping in her room on the boat. Once that revelation sinks in, she calms down and shuts off the alarm.<br/><br/>She slips into her denim shorts and wraps the waistrap around so that her left leg is exposed today. Might as well switch it up, right? Afterwards she wraps her chest wrap loosely around her torso. Loose enough for comfort, but tight enough for modesty. Once fully dressed, she brushes her teeth and grabs a couple of apples from the supplies before heading up to relieve Aurora.