At least she wasn't alone. It seemed Gareth was awake as well, unsurprisingly. Who could sleep after what they'd been through? Still, they had made it through the night, despite all odds. Sophia wondered what was on the boy's mind, if he felt the same worry and fear that she did. She remained silent for a while, trying to think of something to say. Eventually, words came to her. "Gareth... I'm... I'm really thankful you were there tonight. If you hadn't been... I shudder to think what may have happened..." She sat up in bed, shaking her head. "I know it's selfish to say something like that. I'm sorry you've had to risk your life for my sake, I really am. I never meant to put anyone in danger... but still, as selfish as it is, I'm glad you were there, Gareth." Her voice was a bit shaky, as if she were trying to hold back tears. She was flooded with emotions. On one hand, she was overwhelmed with sorrow and guilt. Jezin, Alia, and Jorun had all died for her sake. On the other, she was thankful to be alive. Of course, neither of these feelings could match the fear, the dread in her heart that they weren't safe, that the same monster they'd seen before would appear to take her at any moment.