The room arrangements at night were very simple; except for Helair, each person had a separate cottage.
Helair, that madman, seemed up to something, saying she needed some fresh air and would be back in the morning, then walked into the night, slowly disappearing.
She's a Mythical Species, so no one else needed to worry about her. In fact, Fisher even felt compelled to silently grieve for the others; after all, considering this fun-loving Angel's nature, going out for some air wasn't just about getting some fresh air.
After Tangze Asuka and Fisher bid each other goodnight, she returned to her own room. The bed was well-equipped with blankets, making it quite comfortable to lie on.
She lay there blankly, staring at the candlelight in the room, lost in her thoughts.
