Damita desperately wanted to wash, although the feelings of fatigue outweighed that need hands down. She could wake early and do so, perhaps even sneak to the pond before anyone else awoke – Which seemed unlikely, but she could always tell herself that.<br/><br/>Damita smiled, sliding off of Toho and sitting up, looking around for her dress. She spotted it after a moment, cinnamon eyes gliding back to Toho before she nodded. “Yes, let’s go back.” She put her hands on the ground, pushing herself up, giving a soft groan as her muscles ached in protest – She still wasn’t use to getting that much<em>excersize.</em><br/>