"I think I'll go sleep now..." Serra yawns and stretches, before sprawling out on her pillow pile.

I'm back! -leaps out of pillows- guess who had a boat sink on her?

"Would that have been you, Belle?" Serra looks at her curiously.

A boat sinking? I hope it wasn't Trak's boat

"oh, it was me, my dad was sailing and the boat sunk...." she said smiling
(true story bro)

"A true story of a boat sinking?" Serra frowns unhappily. "I hope you weren't seriously hurt..."

"No...just chilled to the bone"

Serra passes her hand across her forehead in relief. "That at least would only make you sick, not hurt."

Ouch I bet. It is getting chilly.

"The last few days around here have been quite chilly. It feels strange in a way." Serra shivers thinking about it.

It's been chilly here too.

"I don't know where it all comes from, this cold." Serra burrows into her pillow pile.