"Mhmm... Mfm" While an unusual bed for some, Skylit Loft found the outdoor lunch tables to be well placed and quite comfortable - even when they were covered in snow. Currently, that's where her body laid, wrapped only in her thickest coat. No scarfs, no gloves, no nothing. She wasn't even sleeping, just resting, with her mind wandering through random and often unrelated thoughts. At one point, Skylit did move enough to draw a tiny little heart in the snow beside her face. Then she blew the heart away, letting out the tiniest laugh. The only thing that could make this better was some food, unfortunately she had already eaten what little of lunch she could stand to eat. So she'd have to settle for rest.