Unlike the first time, there were no distractions and no secret attacks in the middle of the night, and as he had stated, Sol stood watch over Ikaris while she slept, it was a ridiculous idea that he protect her, but at the same time she would keep her word and not harm any being other than a demon, so he stood guard through the night while she slept.
"Master~" Ikaris opened her eyes at the crack of dawn and turned to him, he was seated by her side with a book in his lap and a lantern next to him, drawing.
"As usual, your rise is punctual," Sol smiled at her and closed his book, storing it into a small pocket dimension full of miscellaneous items he used for his hobbies. "Did you sleep well?"
"I did," Ikaris lazily rolled toward him and then sat up with a groan. "I also dreamt a little; even for me the fifth dimension sometimes makes no sense." Ikaris took Sol's extended hand and was pulled to her feet while he stared at her form through her semi-transparent gown.
