She stretches out languidly on the bed. 

Then once she's dressed, off she goes.

(Does the Body follow her out?)

It lingers in front of Gideon

for several moments.

She smiles at her, and, quietly: "I don't really mind you looking, just... Sometimes things are a bit more private, yknow?" She idly stretches a hand out towards the Body, like how she used to touch the icy sarcophagus.

Gideon would swear she saw the flicker of a confused look before the Body disappears.

She notices, and tucks it away to wonder about later, before curling up to drift off to sleep. 

Ellyn makes her way to the cafeteria to pick up some food.

Angerona's there, among others. She stands up from her table and heads over to Ellyn while Ellyn's waiting for her order.

"Sixth."

"Ninth," she says, friendly. "I missed getting a chance to fight Gideon. Her match was impressive."

"She is the pride of my House."

"A well earned pride."

"Thank you."

"No problem." Light smile. "Though I'm not just here to pass on compliments - a couple of us got to talking after the third round," so well after Gideon and Harrow left, "And we're going to meet up in the library later today. The Ninth House is invited, too."

"To any particular purpose?"

"Trade notes, study." She hums, then: "Honestly, sound each other out, too. Fifth doesn't think this is a competition, and I'm inclined to agree - but that doesn't mean we want to share indiscriminately."

"One might hold opinions on who one would have for a colleague for the next myriad," she says neutrally.

She nods. "Exactly. For today's attendees - we're at the Fifth, the Sixth, and maybe the Third. We'd like for the Ninth to be there, too."

"We will consider it." If Gideon feels like moving by then.

"I'll put you down as a 'maybe,' then."

"Very well."