Sleep is not coming easy for Siebren tonight. This is not an unusual occurrence, though there is seemingly no reason for it at the moment; his mind is blank, but he cannot rest.

So he rises, and silently leaves his room so as not to awaken his roommate, and heads to the spa. Ken had waxed poetic about the sauna; perhaps he should give that a try this evening.

He is not expecting to see Seto there when he enters, but upon reflection, he cannot say he is surprised. Seto had been raised for brutal success, but he had also recently resigned from the council and had been attacking his chores today as though they were his mortal enemies. That he is unable to sleep is not unexpected after all of that.

"We must stop meeting like this," he says lightly, taking a seat opposite Seto. It's not much of a joke, but it's something, at least.