Deciding to sleep and actually managing to sleep turned out to be two very different things, especially as she had slept so much already. After spending a long time tossing and turning without getting even vaguely close to drifting off she gave up.
She clambered out of her hiding place, not even bothering with the slightest check that the way was clear. She’d been wide awake since she last walked around the cargo hold. She would certainly have heard the door opening and Tarkus entering if that had happened.
She wove her way between the scattered cargo, trying to find routes she hadn’t already taken. That occupied her mind for all of five minutes, after which she found herself drawn to the door once more.
She knew she shouldn't go through it. She knew it was a really bad idea. Yet
