Lauralye looked over her shoulder, trying to see the last of the town as they flew over the wall. When they landed, she found her legs surprisingly tired from holding them up as they flew. She caught herself on the front of Robert's shirt and looked up at him, "Sorry," She whispered before straightening and standing properly on her own two feet. She walked tiredly into her bedroom and yawned, she was quite sure that she hadn't stayed up this late in years. She hadn't a reason to. She slipped into her closet and returned a moment later with her hair down and dressed in a simple white night gown. She paused at looked at Robert, "Thank you," She said quietly before she walked over to her bed and climbed in. She was out as soon as her head hit the pillow.