"Sorry" Jarvis said, nodding towards Scier, the healing rushing over and began to work on Scier, cleaning them and patching them up, using her supplies, and instructing Scier to rest. 

Master Jamie came back inside as the day was fading to night. Sasha had fallen asleep at the table, leaning on it, her arms pillowing her head and making no move to wake nor leave the desk. She breathed as deeply as her side allowed, and her eyes moved in sleep. Her body was slumped, and it was clear she was deeply asleep. 

She woke up in her own bed, and blinked around blearily, wondering how she had gotten to her room. She was still dressed in the clothes she had changed into, but was covered with a blanket. Sometime during the night she must have bundled it over herself, and gotten tangled, one leg thrown over the side of her bed, the other tangled completely in the blanket. 

She blinked, rubbing her eyes, and yawning, she rose. She didn't want to risk getting her stitches wet again, so she had a simple wash with warm water from the sink, and tied her hair back, dressing in clean clothes. She wondered again how she had gotten to bed, then sighed, figuring it was one of those things she would never know, unless someone told her. She took the time to look in the mirror, grimacing at the bruises covering her body from the various knocks and bats she had received in her two fights. But her colour had returned, and she felt stronger then she had the day before. 

She headed into the guild hall, yawning, and claimed a table, ordering a light meal and a juice. She thought on what had happened yesterday, and wondered if there was anything on what had happened to Wes. she wondered what the fights would be like today, and thought that they were bound to be amazing. She looked about, seeing who was in the guild.