Cyril sleeps much more soundly and for longer than he would have thought given how much anxiety he had felt about it beforehand. If he dreams he doesn't remember what they are were about. If left alone, he sleeps for nearly sixteen hours, having been much more exhausted than he thought.

When he wakes he still feels groggy but much better now that he's managed to sleep. He doesn't move for a while, though, as he takes a moment to process what he's seeing and experiencing.

He isn't back with the magister. He's still in this inn. He still doesn't have a collar on. This has to be real.