The Manacite semi-acts on their own.

With both humans in the room fast asleep, the Manacite didn’t have any orders to follow. In the end, they still wanted to please their new owner, and as Asami dreamed, the Manacite implanted around her brain could pick up and decrypt those brain waves. Ways to please her, more than she could dream of, or more than she would ever ask for outright.

A pair of gloves darted towards the vent, their original entry point. They flattened themselves to pass through the tight grid. Rapidly, the gloves retraced the path the Manacite originally took to reach the couple’s room, all the way to where their vials had initially been dropped.

Reaching the original grid, they slowed down and paid attention, listening if the owner was home or active. After a long minute of complete silence, they broke in and began to search for the package they originally came from. It didn’t take too long as it was on the kitchen counter, a fifth of its content missing, either used or thrown away due to the broken vials. There were still more than enough to snatch a handful without the owner either realizing they were missing, or caring enough if they did.

The gloves couldn’t go back through the vent with their new cargo, so they opened a window and took flight outside, back to their friendly couple.

As this was happening, more vivid dreams from Asami had been procured, and balloons around the room began fusing with one another. Once they were done, three-quarter of the room had been cleared, and what was left were five fully deflated yet humongous rainbow balloons. As the bedroom window opened to allow the Manacite-carrying gloves in, the newly formed balloons floated off in the dark sky, seemingly carried by an unseen breeze, waving like a snake towards their untold goal and command.