Stephanie relaxed somewhat when she saw him and lay back down on her bed, fighting the urge to prepare in a blind panic for afternoon classes.

"I can't remember the last time I slept past noon." It probably would've been when she had been attacked by Vargas. With the anesthetics. But naturally? She had no recollection whatsoever.

Sancho swished his tail in Marcelo's face.

"I might have to take more than a day off." She couldn't believe she was saying that, but it was true. "... maybe tomorrow we could go do a thing outside. I don't ... think I'm really going to make it out today."