Xan sits idly at the table, humming softly to herself. After some time she gets up, hugs both women and goes to her room to take a long nap.
Jilial is a whole different story. Her soul is crushed, complete hopelessness fills her soul. She lays on the couch, not caring for herself or anything around her. Should someone try to move her, help her, or do something to her, she doesn't react, as if she's in a catatonic state. Left like this she will waste away and die of thirst or starvation.