The same goes for you. [She teases before vanishing into the barracks. Several of the workmen were lazing about the dim quarters, playing cards. They had already been warned about the Courier's arrival, so they only glanced up to blink at her, then back at their card game. Sibyll tosses her things up on a vacant top bunk, scrambling after her bag and curling up. If there was anything she was used to, it was catching sleep whenever and wherever possible. A reasonably safe room would be a welcome change from where she had to catch rest while she was traveling to Primm. In a few moments, she was asleep.]
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