Pixie tried to let herself relax a little so that she could drift off to sleep. But she was mulling over what was going to happen in the morning and that made drifting away difficult. It was not a problem with the plan. If anything what Kyria had come up with was more complicated than was necessary. No, instead... No help for it I guess. I go to bed a bandit, I wake up a bandit hunter. The guys are not gonna be too happy with me when they see I am with this lot, that is for sure. Less so when I sink my axes into 'em. I'll just have to forget we were, Pixie yawns, Friends... That is her last thought before she falls into her slumber.