There was little wonder where Roland's own pillow went, especially after he gets wind of the growing commotion by the Gym. Eventually, he does make his way there...and promptly gets a pillow to the face.

But he's not fazed, he just shakes his head. "Alright, alright. You got me." He crosses his arms over his chest. "Isn't it a little too late to be holding a slumber party fun over here, Daia? Heh." Not that any of them actually knew the hour, but he assumes it's pretty far in given the lights dimmed around the standard car a while back now.