Nancy pounces off the bed, and struts out the door first still looking very proud of himself, even as Entrapta gives a quiet giggle at Grace's soft nuzzle and pets the Absol in return. Leslie takes a moment to yawn wide, showing off the full length of his fangs, before he clambers sleepily back into Entrapta's ponytail, and starts climbing her hair once more as she goes for the door.

But Entrapta pauses in the doorway beside Winter, and her hands wring uncertainly for a moment; before, with some hesitation very deliberate care, she stretches her bare hand out and places it softly on Winter's sleeve.

"I know you don't think you need much sleep," she says, and her tone has a soft, almost kind tone as she carefully chooses her words. "But you should try to get a proper rest as well." She looks up at his face, and gives him a warm smile. "Good night."

And she takes her hand away, so she can trot after Nancy and open the door for him.