"Of course...for my own safety." her voice fairly drips with the sarcasm. Sonja turns away, unable to concentrate on any of the thoughts that are racing through her mind. "If you are going to get Greta to fix the dress, then perhaps you should go now. I would offer to help cart the material to her..however there seems to be goblins and boogeymen within the castle waiting to attack." That said she lays face down on the bed, her eyes sliding closed but not in sleep.