"Mrrr," was about the most intelligent response Song could manage for the moment. She obediently laid back, but stared up at the ceiling rather than trying to go back to sleep. Her breathing was shallow, almost indiscernible, as if she didn't want to disturb the stillness here.

"..... This is Orpheus' room," said after a long stretch of silence, and with more clarity than anything she'd said before.
"How'd you find me here?"