Sionn isn't sure how to feel about being closed in once more, although this room is not a cage, not by a long shot. Still, she's understandably a bit jumpy being closed in. However, her exhaustion has kicked it, overcoming a lot of other concerns at this point. She gingerly strips out of her tattered clothing, not much better then rags at this point. Then, using what she hopes to be water from the decanter, she tries to clean herself up as best she can. Once that's done she slips into the bed, doing her best to try and not dwell on her extremely swollen belly, and the thing moving inside of her. Judging by her size though, it won't be long now...