Zelia slowly stirred in bed and yawned. She was still tired, which baffled her but only slightly, she assumed if she started moving she'd be fine. She sat up and looked at Trex when he spoke. In that moment, she remember what she had let spill to Skye about her dream. Her heart stopped for a moment. However, it seemed at if Trex was none the wiser and Skye had kept the slip of the tongue a secret. She smiled at him, "Hush up. I have a valid reason."

She blushed a little when he told her not to wake the others due to their drain of magic, "I won't."

She looked at him for a moment, "Did you stay up all night?" She didn't wait for a response knowing full well that he hadn't. She groaned, "Trex..."

She held his eyes with her own then patted the empty space on the bed beside her. She looked at him with a soft but stern eye, that said she would drag him there if there if he didn't come himself. She pulled the blankets over herself and piled her pillow behind her, "You don't have to sleep... Just rest... If you do sleep, I'll be sure to wake you up... But you are no good to us if you are dead on your feet."

Zelia waited a moment before sighing, "I hate when you do this you know."