The look Aidou gave him, more of a once-over, was far from reassuring (what, had he expected Sasuke not to show up at all?), but the words made him blink. Only a day. The black insensibility of the sleep here left no sense for the body of how long he'd been out, just an increasingly familiar sense of weakness lingering in his muscles, but a day ... it could have been worse.

The kind of standards this place left him with were almost funny in an utterly ridiculous, desperate sort of way.

"I stopped in my room for something and woke up after the doors unlocked," he admitted, because there was no point pretending otherwise, and then dryly: "I've never slept this much in my life."

Still, it had been only a day and there was a night ahead. He lifted the hilt of his sword, unwinding the chain of bones they'd been given. "Are you ready, then?"