[ What a heartfelt response. Mentioning he's a temporary rental for peace of mind would harsh the vibe, so it's dropped. This is the only reason, and definitely not because she's reaching the point where fighting the pain off is erasing her awareness. The one time a heavy fog would have been useful. Another reason to hate that terrible god.

Two steps later and movement stops. Or. Not two steps. They're at the corner that turns to the gardens. Wakaba is not so stupid as to turn her neck, but hollowed eyes dart to stare at Lion's face. Sunlight, they say, on a still-overcast day. To call this sunlight means they live in cave. But fine, sure, the vampire is afraid of clouds. Locations still nearby, but won't make her impossible to find if someone needs to know her location. ]

Next time, just say you're allergic. The dorms have a lounge. But... [ A moment of Visible Anxiety, picking words delicately out of a minefield. ] ...If the Principal wakes up, we're both in trouble.

[ Hm. Ominous. ]

Otherwise, there's an arbor further out. ...I think.