Edelgard has always been a light sleeper, in part of necessity, but mostly due to the fact that she's suffered her own fair share of nightmares over the years that have left their mark on her, and while in recent days they've come less often, the nights they do arrive have lost none of their intensity.

Samus' own thrashings had already awoken Edelgard, who sits up from her own spot and sees the other woman thrashing across the tent, recognizing the signs of a terrible dream. For a moment she debates leaving well enough alone&mash;Samus is a stranger, albeit one who made a good first impression and whom Edelgard did not mind the idea of sharing a tent with&mdash, but ultimately realizes she can't. She rises, doing up her robe over her night gown so most of her body is covered, and approaches the sleeping woman to try and gently wake her...but Samus is quicker, and the speed and intensity with which she suddenly launches herself at Edelgard sends the other woman falling backward, hand grasping behind her for a knife that isn't there as old instincts kick in.

Surely those...talons were just the darkness, and Edelgard's own burst of fright playing tricks on her.

For a moment the two women are motionless, staring across from each other, both unsure how to proceed. It's finally Edelgard who takes the first step, sitting up and straightening a bit.

"I apologize. I was going to try and wake you." She offers sincerely, placatingly. She can tell Samus is half-ready to flee the tent from how tense she is, and Edelgard doesn't want that. "I did not mean to startle you, Samus."