She hadn't forgotten about his nightmares. As soon as her things were back in their proper places, she ventured into her own room, taking stock of how he was curled up. Asleep, good... Alone, less good. A moment, then she moved to retrieve her thin yukata for sleeping from its hanger in her closet, changing her clothes before slipping in beside him. Gently so as not to wake him, she took that curled hand in hers and stayed in close against him.

Her orders had been to rest as well, and right now, there was nowhere she would rather be. She dozed fitfully for several hours, drifting in and out of meditation and sleep, alternately. It had been most of the day, perhaps as many hours as he was asleep, when she was roused by a heavy knock on the door.

Quickly, trying not to wake Sasuke, she untangled herself and moved to adjust her clothing, making sure everything was in its proper place before going to get the door. If Sasuke hadn't been woken by her leaving the bed, he almost certainly would be able to hear the heated discussion happening at the threshold. Disobeying the Elders could have a heavy price, and as soon as her eyes were healed, she was to report to them. No excuses.

The point of contention was the demand that permitting an Uchiha to stay within the compound was improper and unorthodox, and even if he were hero within the village, he had no place there within their clan. Polite, ever polite, but she shot down her cousin's protests, finally simply letting him know that she would speak with the Elders, and shutting the door in his face.

A heavy exhale, and she sank against the door, listening to make sure he'd gone and hoping Sasuke hadn't been woken by the argument.