[clary]

The desire to run off after being let down from the wall was heavy, even though he still had most of the shackles on him. He knew he wouldn’t get far, however, and he barely had the energy to walk to the other room. His steps are more akin to a slow shuffle across the ground, and a few times Vyra nearly stumbles. When they get to the room and he’s locked back in place, again, on the bed, the small shifter issues a grunt in response to Reylan before turning onto his side and settling on the mattress, his back facing the door they’d entered from. While the sound of the guards keeps him up for a little bit, Vyra eventually succumbs to sleep, eyes falling closed and body going slack against the bed. He’d deal with the situation when he woke up, but for now, with a break away from Reylan and any others, Vyra takes the chance to catch up on a meager amount of rest. The only sound in the room is the soft in-and-out of his breaths.