Knowing that she would never get anywhere productive in her line of thinking and not wishing to disturb Antonin when he had too little sleep, she slowly got out of bed. Wrapping her pajama-clad body in a dressing gown, she tiptoed out of their room. The rest of the house was silent. It was too early for anyone to be awake. Taking care not to wake anyone else up, she headed straight for the kitchen door. Though it would be chilly outside so early in the morning regardless of the time of year, she needed some fresh air.