It'd been simple enough- propping up a tent in the gardens where it was warm, where Sina usually felt the most comfortable. After what she had endured? Somewhere secure and comfortable is best. The bone deep ache and raging migraine the next day had been well worth her efforts. The girl lives. It's more than she'd hoped for when Sina went still and quiet and cold under the rift.

Adelaide blinks at being addressed, her own lips stretching in a wry, weary grin. "I made a promise. I am not in the habit of breaking them."