Carver patted Lock on the head as she released him. She had to pull the pajama bottoms back up, as they had slipped down the metal frames when she released the vines out the waistband to envelop her prey. Once her legs were properly reassembled, she walked over to flop down on Shock's other side from the boys. She decided to leave her head on the shelf for the time being; Shock was in a rather good mood, which meant there was a higher chance of taking an elbow to the face in the middle of the night.