Reon's preparations went unbothered, while Aimee slept peacefully. Smiling sweetly, she let her breath rise and fall in a calm, relaxed pace as Reon got ready to leave. While doing so, the messages showed to be relatively calm, usual fare. People telling her she was amazing, a few messages simply stating 'you rock', and a few 'Shego is so Hot' comments as well. It seemed there were both those who were excited about her being a metahuman, and those who were excited about the character who's likeness she'd assumed when awakened.<br/><br/>As Reon was about ready, there was a brief ring on her phone, along with a message from her mother. "Things calming down. Sorry, was all worried about everything bad going on yesterday. Hope you do great today. Someone's figured out your identity, got a few fan-letters, at least I think, lipstick marks on a few of them, addressed here. Three, not many, but still."<br/><br/>Aimee's phone had contained a message about a few people wanting to know where the "awakened beauty" would show up next, if she was going to do shows, more cosplay, and so forth. From the looks of it, her oldest message was 2 days ago, and her phone's extensive memory was almost full of little messages too. Some offers to get her to persuade Reon to take part in some interview or such. Even cash incentives for just getting her to -call- a few people.