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She's still not comfortable sleeping in her room, where it's quiet and there are no people. It's been too long since she was able to sleep in the sort of silence that generates. But now Makita is finding it hard to sleep in the bar proper as well. She's unarmed and it makes her twitchy on a nearly unconscious level.

This morning she wakes up gasping, eyes wide, reaching for something in her pocket that's not there. Which almost sends her into a panic. A few minutes of heavy breathing and wide-staring eyes and she'll be calmed down.