The days and nights here are odd. There isn't a rhythm to them like there is on Canto. And no Houses, either. That concerns her. She's walking along the road, thinking about what the Mistress and Jocko would think of her, being unable to sleep this early - early being relative.

She's still in her white dress and heavy make up, but she's changed her heels for the flats she found in her bag. She's just walking along, when she senses someone ahead. She hasn't spoken to many people today, but everyone else seems to be as confused as she is about this whole place.

She stops and curtsies to him. "My apologies, sir, did I disturb you?"