Sheena didn't pay too much attention to the food, though the scent of it made her stomach growl, as she listened to her nurse go on and on and on about how she needed to learn to control her temper. Apparently, she'd broken that 'poor man's' hand. As if the ninja didn't know that; she'd done it on purpose. At least the rest of that particular shift had been nice, using that damn youkai as a pillow.

Actually, she thought as she sat down to eat, that really hadn't been so bad. And she'd finally figured it out, now that the drugs were out of her system. Yukari had been kind of nice. There the ninja had been, completely drugged, quite talkative for as sedated and sleepy as she was and... the youkai hadn't really pressed for any details on specific things. She could have asked so much and Sheena probably would have answered her - especially with the hair stroking and cuddling and all that going on. Somewhere underneath that cunning, manipulative, infuriatingly annoying exterior was something of a softy. Sheena was sure of it.

Not that she'd actually say anything about it. Maybe. For now, at least. No, she'd hold onto that information for use at the opportune moment. Whenever that would present itself.

Once finished with her food, the ninja started on her cards, again only making one out of the new, sturdier playing card material. Sure, she'd tested it out on the youkai the night before, but with rescue happening tonight, she didn't want to rely on something that might not work. As less effective as the paper cards were, they were at least tried and proven.

That one card would be the ace up her sleeve she'd mentioned to Ritsuka.