Monday afternoon?

Nell had definitely not made it into work today. She'd slept straight through till some semblance of daylight - maybe late morning? - when the kittens had awoken her. She'd fed them, sort of responded to a text Steven had sent her... sometime, and then was out again till sometime much later which was definitely not morning, but still a little too light to be night.

The kittens were snuggled up with her in bed, her phone was somewhere under her pillow, and her eyes weren't sure they could stay open, but her pain was gone, her hands seemed functional, and she had a vague memory of yelling to Gladio to not look at her. It was going to take her a while to figure out what had happened and straighten it all out in her mind, but for the moment she was just going to let herself be and doze in and out as her body wanted.


[Mostly establishy, but can be open if someone wants to call or text or knows how to get into her house.]