While Anastasia disappeared into he closet, Samsul decided that he should probably change as well. He didn't prefer to sleep in anything more and light pants, and since he didn't hace anything to change in to, Samsul simply took his shirt off and set it down somewhere where he could grab it in the morning. When she returned, Samsul turned to face her and blushed at her. He couldn't say anything to her as he stood there, and only nodded when she asked if they would turn in for the night. He approached her bed slowly and put himself under the covers.