A nap in a scenario where you are literally in a room with someone you have picked up from the middle of nowhere? Now that, Daivia had to admit, was her kind of logic. Perhaps if she had been more vengeful, which, she kind of may have been, she would act upon it, but this amused her to no end. Why would she do something bad?
She would have continued on dusting for a while longer, however, she grew to realize that this made her a bit weary. She had been floating atop a piece of ice for far too long. Of course, she would not sleep upon a chair, no, not at all. A bed... a bed seemed far more comfortable. Dumping back whatever she had borrowed back into the closet, she would, with careful steps she made her way to the bed, before simply lying down, even slightly sinking into the covers and closing her eyes. It was pleasant. Soon, slow, deep breathing sounds would fill the room, as her consciousness faded.