[Sieglinde slept luxuriously when she had the mind and time, and didn't sleep nearly at all if an idea seized her, when she was in the midst of an experiment. Not the healthiest habit for a little girl, but she'd been raised to be able to do as she wished.

To also do what she could for others. The duties of the Green Witch.

And as tempting as Papyrus' offer was... she shook her head again, beginning to totter out of the apothecary and towards him and the door.]

If I rest now, there will be no waking me for at least a day-

[At least, that was how long she was out last time she used this much magic.]

We can't have that- though if you are free, we need more bandages, more water...