Remain vigilant!

No! She would stay awake! Drawing as much strength as she could from her hunger, she remained staring at the cell door, as if her gaze could burn the lock off and she'd escape.

"…you are too hungry," she thought, shaking her head as she stretched her legs a bit so they wouldn't cramp.

-After an hour or so-

It was the squeaking of the door that really drew Drew's attention (OOC: Sorry, had to do it). Remaining where she was, she honed her hearing on the approaching individual, listening to the soft thumps of feet over floor as they approached.

Still staring at the door, she was at least slightly surprised to see an dark-elf appear. And a very pretty one at that. "No, don't think about that for now. You're in prison, she's not your friend," she thought, shaking her head slightly to try ignore her hunger and exhaustion.

"Good, you're awake, this makes things easier," the elf said, standing outside the cell. "Your trial is this afternoon. Be ready for it."