Delilah could tell it was her pride and joy. It had to be, to deal with that much hair weight pulling on her head. Delilah honestly couldn't stand having her hair so long in her senshi form, but it seemed that no matter what she did, she couldn't make it any shorter--
She was relieved it didn't carry over into her daily life.
Delilah scooted into the side closest to where she was standing, curling up under the blankets a bit like a cat. "Night, Seren," murmured Delilah, in response, already comfortably falling asleep. Perhaps she didn't have much shyness about being in the presence of others, or perhaps she just found the bed rather comfortable. It was hard to say, but within seconds, she was out like a light.
And she would stay like that into the night, thoughts of the murderer far from her mind.
Aria Starstone
