The lighting in the room was dim, casting a soft glow over the sleeping figure of Kee. He lies on his side, one leg bent to the side somewhat while his other foot draped over the edge of the bed entirely. Their head rested on a pillow, which was slightly depressed by their weight, and they breathed deeply and evenly, clearly in a peaceful state of rest. One hand lay on the sheets beside them while the other was tucked under the pillow. He's wearing nothing at all but a pleated, pastel purple skirt, the kind that only goes halfway down the thigh.